Hairdresser's wife

The mornings are cooler now, some of the trees have started changing colour. Still, a great day with balmy winds and lots of sun. Stopped by a new restaurant on Main Street during my walk to make a reservation for lunch tomorrow. A friend's treat.

My hairdresser's wife made an interesting comment today, in that she hates dusting (so do I). But she does one room per day in her apartment and that's how she gets it done. She can't figure out where all the dust comes from as she lives on the 9th floor of her building (ha ha). She seems like an organized person, and I think I might give it a try..well, maybe upstairs one day, then downstairs the next. Her theory was that she does a better job in that one room per day. I don't think she realized what insight she gave me. The other thing she said was that the number one most important thing is your health. Without that, you can't do anything. True when you think about it.

The Oct 2007 Chatelaine magazine that I read at the hairdresser's seems to have a lot of good articles and interviews. It's a Canadian women's magazine.

I'm getting so absent-minded. I had some sliced potatoes baking in the oven and remembered them about an hour too late. The kids would've enjoyed those for supper. The breaded pork chops are fine. Well, time to fold the laundry and catch up on the Thursday junk mail and school letters and we'll see what else the evening brings.