Hubby and I went downtown so he could finally get a haircut after months. It was his barber's first day back in the shop, even though barbershops opened on June 22. Afterwards, we went to lunch as a celebration. Only outdoor seating is allowed and we found a place that had very good socially distanced tables.

Of course my hair still has gray roots and my bangs and other hair length is still too long. On June 22 I called for an appointment for myself at the salon, but couldn't get one for over two weeks. So, more than another week until I look fabulous, like my husband. I told the waitress today that when my hair is done, we will go to the restaurant at the Waldorf Astoria in NYC. [Just a joke.]

It is now pouring with thunder and lightning.