Oh, I’m so sad. On Wednesday my beloved finally kicked the bucket. My hooded hair dyer just went kaput. Doesn’t she look sad in this picture? I understand it was her time to go but who will keep me warm on those Saturday evenings when I style my hair for the week. My dryer was a hand me down from my husband’s grandma so yes it was a little bit ancient as far as technology is concerned but for three almost four years she never failed me. But she’s gone. It won’t be easy to replace such a committed member of my hair regimen.