KEM is now a redhead. Which works since she is Lucy to Val-Toad's Ethel.

You wanna know something? I don't feel well at all tonight and so I can't blog. I need a month in Bermuda and nothing short of that is going to do me any good at all.

VERY eventful day, but catch you later, 'gator. The main thing is that not two days ago someone I'd never met before told me I looked 31 or 2 (immediate new best friend for life). This made me pleased. HOWEVER, today, pride before the fall, not two days later, I see in the Fantastic Sams mirror that I look 97 if I look a day. Every salon has mirrors that, when you foolishly take a glance, make your hair stand on end, so what on earth is that point of THAT?? Not kidding, the bags under the eyes and the lids over the eyes, the crepe-y neck, the sagging jowl, the complexion lowered to the floor, sallow in color. Did I hit all the high points? Hideous. Depressing. True. And may I add, the fluorescent lights cast a freakish pallor over the whole agonizing and frightening image. Why do these places buy trick mirrors? I think it's so we think we look so awful from the start that when the hair job is done, we think we look improved by comparison? Well, we don't, I mean, I don't.

Oh, CDW had really weird migraine, they're catching, I'm telling you. In her very own inimitable words:

KEM Dearest,
Oh my goodness...I thought (like your sister, KEM adds) the blue dots were on your hands too! I'm glad I'm not the only one thinking that! I thought you had some chemical reaction or paint or something...the way you told about it didn't make me worry. I was going to ask about it, but the snow and your package kept making me forget...sorry I'm such a rotten friend.
BUTTTTTTTTT, interesting that it might be migraine related...I had something similar this last week. It was during the snow and Mary was home...because I told Mary I was dying. I had a giant C in my left eye that was rainbow in color and it was reverberating...a flashing giant rainbow C. It was crazy...I had to lie down and tell Mary to keep watch of me. I never got a headache...just the weird aura. Then later that night I got a backwards rainbow C in my right eye. I went to bed...and did not die. amazing. We are some kind of weird, aren't we? :) Glad to be in good company.

KEM here. It's true, we're all dying. And it's true that these psychedelic migraines don't generally come with pain, although last week pain preceded my blue spots migraine. The pain was forgotten because of the Annie Moses Band concert, bless them. So, I hate to say it, but I think I'd rather have the "take me off the planet pain" migraine than the "my eyes are disintegrating" migraine. Take your pick. It you're going to take my eyes, take me, too. Well, that's a very bad attitude, but in my condition bad is the only option.

Going to go sleep to my heart's content and wake up a new, fixed up woman,
KEM