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I got my hair cut today for the first time since September.
Which makes it technically the second cut of my pregnancy hair, but the first cut since I found out the kid was on its way. It's still a little past shoulder-length, but now with a bit more shape and a lot less in the way of split ends.
Deena, insent.
That's a new one, Lysana.
Heh. I can totally see myself some years down the line being all "hey, you, spouse, kids, dog, you're on your own for the next few years. I've got bigger things to deal with. "
I just found out - too late, damn it, not that I would have done it anyway - that the dog groomers near me for valentines was offering cherry scented product when they groomed your dog - including breath sprays - and sending your dog home with red toenails.
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Heh. I can totally see myself some years down the line being all "hey, you, spouse, kids, dog, you're on your own for the next few years. I've got bigger things to deal with. "
With my ex, it was a matter of it turning her into an extremely introspective person with a strong desire for solitude. Not to mention eliminating her libido for at least the short term. *shrug* Nothing I can do but grant her the space she needs. And eat ice cream, which salves many things.
Tough, but I guess a good thing that she's aware enough of what she can and can't do right now rather than letting it out in other ways. You ok?
Hec, just so you know, I had my bob trimmed and shaped up the other day.
Excellent good news. It's such a perfect cut for you.
So, Ple is it sort of like a 40s pageboy a la Bacall?
Oooh, look. Hairstyles for glamorous Zombies.
Okay, I have just discovered the new greatest game on the Internet. It's similar to the penguin thing.
My best score is only 2965.80.3148.78.
Oops. Wrong thread.
Cool zombie hairstyles.
mmm, library book sales. Don't know how picked over it was by the time I got to it, but I picked up some stuff. A Terry Goodkind that didn't look to be the middle of a series--don't remember the title--and another SF author who's suppoed to be good. Most amusing, though, was being cruised by another SF reader who seemed all a-twitter at the idea of a girl who was looking at the stuff. "Oh, you should read this! You'll love this!" Maybe it was just enthusiastic geek-hood, but it came out of nowhere and had a definite flirt vibe. Of course, I think I was the only woman in the place a) not pushing a baby stroller, b) buying all the romances she could get her hands on, or c) looking like the last brain cell has succumbed to the overwhelming onslaught of life. The black leather jacket and hat probably didn't hurt the image of "interesting woman, not the usual sort in Provo, Utah."