I keep writing about totally innocent stories, and then EVERY TIME it turns into a work story. I cannot stop. But I feel like I must write something. I even have funny ideas, but when I write them, they are not funny because I have work on my mind. And ninjas. I keep wanting to write about my ninja gun. Aren't you tired of my ninja gun yet? I was upstairs working in the office, and when my husband came up to check on me, I totally shot him with a ninja. It was great. Ninja ambush!
We are going to H's hometown this weekend and staying in the previously mentioned aunt and uncle's cabin. I should link to it, but I am lazy. I am looking forward to seeing the nieces and nephews. It is a family reunion of sorts, so it should be interesting.
I bought some clothes this weekend, and they are fashionable. It is quite the accomplishment for me. I wore my new jacket to work today, and no one noticed. I have accepted this. Especially after the skirt incident. (Again, too lazy to link.) One lady complimented my haircut though. Too bad I haven't had a haircut for at least a month. Oh well. She went on this long speech about how proud she was that I cut my hair and how much younger I look now. It is unfortunate that I already look to be about 18. I get carded all the time. Not that I am out drinking all the time, but you know what I mean. Anyway, I guess I look 8 now. I grow my hair out and cut it short every so often, so a haircut is really not a big deal. I don't need a pep talk about it. Especially since I didn't even get a haircut. But I guess it was nice of her to notice [my non-existent haircut]?
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There's a guy at my work that notices my "haircut" about once every 6 weeks. It's always the week or two before I get my haircut, when it's beginning to look kind of disheveled. I always have to correct him and say "No, I NEED a haircut. But thank you."
I'd take console in knowing that she did notice "something" - it's almost like when a guy with a beard or moustache shaves it off and you can't quite tell what's different about the dude...
Here's something to write about: I'm tagging you to do a little meme: name nine things about yourself, weird or otherwise, not mentioned yet on your blog, and tag six more to do the same.
Have fun!
LOL at the pep talk about your haircut. I am imagining her doing a cheer for you with pompoms and hair clippers.
I think I need that Ninja gun. I need several of them.
I'm SO like that with my haircuts too. I am getting it cut tomorrow night (last haircut = January) so we'll see how it goes. I only promise pics if it turns out swell.
Congrats on the new clothes. Today I am wearing a shirt, pants and shoes, each of which I have owned for at least 8 years. I suppose I should be happy I can still fit into these duds. Ho hum.
R, I am so proud of you that you cut your hair! Er, no, proud of you that you got new fashionable clothes! You should post pictures, by the way, so we can see how cool you are and we can feel inferior. I will anyway! :)
You having fashionable clothes is not news! But I too would like photographic illustrations of same, especially if you use your patented finger-filter flash technique.
There's a lot of oddball noticing going around. First your non-haircut, and then Jonniker's preternaturally observant 8-year-old neighbor, and on Saturday night my mother exclaimed about how I was wearing my hair. Wha? Um, I twisted it up about a centimeter higher than the norm, fixing it in place with the same silver hairpin-on-steroids I've been using for at least ten years! Maybe the difference was that I'd tortured the stray hairs into obedience with VO5 hairspray (vintage 1995; I use it only for weddings, funerals and museum exhibit openings, apparently).
Great haircut... you should do that more often. Yikes. I can't believe people sometimes. Again, this would fall under "NOYFB" -- or more nicely, that's a personal issue.
Yes! We want photos! We want photos!
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