Friday was “hair day”--which means I had to leave the facility and drive myself to town.  Which I didn’t want to do.  I could have my hair done here, they have a beauty shop, but my hair-dresser that I have gone to for nine years is over 75, standing on her feet all day, and has no other income.  I don’t feel like I can desert her now.  She needs the money.

We are all so blessed.  I have enough to get my hair done.  Which is a luxury for many people.  One thing that I have found out is that Edmond businesses cost twice as much as Pryor things do.  Maybe because it is a “bedroom berg” of Oklahoma City.  Houses here are huge.  Lawns are luxurious and kept by crews of immigrant workers--you see their trucks full of equipment on every street.  People in this town seem to have money.  Big money.  Like Tulsa used to have when it was the oil capital of the world.  Everyone seems to have a lawn guy.  And a swimming pool.  Personally I think a swimming pool is a lot of trouble.