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My husband is still not happy with me... But Oh well. He will get used to me... I wanted something different.
The really cool thing is how I got the hair cut. After my final final, I sold my text books. Since I had some business to do in Clanton, I was gonna see if I could get a haircut. I had heard that a friend of mine from a long time ago worked at this certain salon. So I went there.
The name of the salon was Miracles it is in Clanton, on Highway 31. The name of my friend is Christy Wilson Woods.
She and I became friends when we were 4 or 5. We were best friends up until we were 11 or 12, then we went our separate ways. I even named my first daughter, Christeonnah after her, and all the other Christies in my life. Her favorite thing to do was convince me fallacies were true... LOL I remember her telling me that being mature meant acting silly and irresponsible. I remember thinking that was not right, but Christy said it, so it must be true. lol I hung on her every word, and she knew it... Too funny. Now they are happy memories. We were like sisters.
Long story short, when she finished cutting my hair, I said "What do I owe you?" and she said "Nothing. Merry Christmas!"
Thank you Christy!
" When I'm with you everything and everyone else just fades away..."
Me and My sis Shannon, Naughty, it fits her... lol
On the left there is my late Granny Jones... She had a large green couch that had a hide-a-bed in it. When I was little, anytime, like Christmas, or for whatever reason we would spend the night there, often our Aunt Teannie, and cousin Terry were there too. She lived in a little three bedroom 12 wide trailer. There was one bedroom built on, so who ever slept on the couch, in the front room, and in the built on, were all about 10 ft from each other. We would lay there at night when we were supposed to be going to sleep, and talk. It is one of my fondest memories of Granny Jones, and her house. Now that she is gone, I cherish it.
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