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Ontario Place

The line ups were horrible to get food so we bought our own food and that too was not great at all! I am soooo bringing our own food next time!

 The weather was beautiful and we walked around by the waterfront and had some food and then we went over to the Toronto Distillery to have a coffee. Our outings usually end up with coffee from the amazing Balzac's. 

Balzac's Coffee Toronto Distillery

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Nuh Sarche 

I really love her work! She is from Germany and this link will take you to her Red Bubble Account.

Don't Make Me Angry by Nuh Sarche

September's Focus - Intentions
 

Living in intention through acceptance, responsibility, pro-active choice and the willingness to be ordinary, will move fear aside and allow intuition to surface.  All of those skills teach us to be inner focused and aware of who we are becoming.  That is powerful.  That changes lives. 
 
~Rhonda Britten, Fearless Living

Here are a few of my Photos

Raspberries by Maria Medeiros

Summer Love

Sophia Of Love

Thanks so much and Comments are appreciated!

"There is melancholy in the wind and sorrow in the grass" (Charles Kuralt)

Maria Medeiros Melankholia Serries

DIgital Photography and Photo-manipulation

Melancholy Series "Hope"

Faith

Sorrow Melancholy Seiries

Melancholy Series "Rooted"

Melancholy Series " Black Bile"

Melancholy Series "Dispirited"

Relaxing with my little pink shoes

Yesterday I had a visit to the salon.  I decided I wanted to get some highlights only on the top of my head.  So when I first walked in the place I got this feeling that I shouldn’t be there. Do you ever get that feeling? That little voice in your stomach or head and you don’t listen to it? Well, that’s what happened. I should of listened to that little voice telling me “get out”.  I sat down in the chair and I noticed the dirty brushes and other people’s hair all over the place. I was totally disgusted! Well this is only the beginning of my salon experience from HELL!

So the lady asked me what I wanted done and it was great, she said okay and she started putting the foils in my hair for the highlights.   Then she directed me to the chair where I was put under the roaster. I call I roaster because I felt like a turkey or chicken roasting and basting in chemicals.  So here I was sitting in this heater dome and I couldn’t  hear anything  and I was getting hotter and hotter and my hair chemicals start to drip down . This has never happen to me before. It felt like I was under there too long. I looked in the mirror and I could see the hair dresser.  She was outside having a couple of smokes, while I slowly cooked under the bloody heater!  So I waited and waited…..

She finally came in and took me over to wash my hair out. She stank as she smelled of smoke and I hate the smell of smoke. I don’t smoke, never did.  She was washing my hair and her boob went in my face. I felt like Adam Sandler in that movie “Along  Came Polly”, the part where his face rubs on the guy with the hairy sweaty chest? That sour face? Well that was me! I had this sour look on my face because not only did she smell bad, there was an arm pit in my face and her boob too! YUCK!

She rinsed me out and washed my hair. I noticed she was taking a long time and then she asked me if my hair usually falls out .WHAT? What kind of question is that!!!! She tried to strike up a conversation and she said “You need makeup” Can you believe this woman? She said I need makeup! I only wear makeup when I go out! I don’t wear it every day and plus how rude is that?

So we got to the chair and she placed me under the heater again! I never had this happen to me before! She grabbed her smokes and went outside and had another smoke!  So she came back and dried my hair with a brush.  I noticed something different on the top part of my head! The highlights were broken off! So only half my hair was there! I looked closer and noticed a few more. I was so upset and angry I started crying. She tried to calm me down and asked me if I had highlights before and when was my previous treatment done. She was trying hard to make it seem like it was my fault!

I went to pay and she wanted to take one hundred and eleven dollars!  I looked at her and said I am so not paying!  I was in tears! The management tried to calm me down and told me to wash my face in the bathroom. At this point I just wanted to get out of there. I didn’t want to be there.

I didn’t have to pay and I walked out. What a horrible experience! I will never go there again! 

Well, that’s my story. Please don’t feel sorry for me. Laugh with me because life is too short!

 So is the hair on the top of my head! LOL