How cute is that??? I wish a cut like that would work on me.

Juliana has had several variations on this cut.

I know. And they look killer on her.

hydrants, strange puddles, the mailbox pole....

I gather you've seen her work.

Oh, yes. Though I was never fond of her Op Art period.

Still better than her Cristos phase, what with the throwing up on the Bible and all. I never did quite understand the statement there. Also the stain was hard to get out.

Woo! Cute cuts to think about!

It may be a week or two--have to decide if it's time to move on from Adventures in Bobland, but the possibility is seeming delightful.

Yeah, I just wish I could bust out a sexyhotglam look like the rest of the Bitches (you VERY much included, Mme. Daisy Jane). However, I effortlessly bust out Sandra Dee. Or Daisy Mae, come to think of it.

You effortlessly bust out Mae West, not Daisy Mae.

Yeah, I just wish I could bust out a sexyhotglam look like the rest of the Bitches (you VERY much included, Mme. Daisy Jane). However, I effortlessly bust out Sandra Dee. Or Daisy Mae, come to think of it.

Aww. Thank you. You know though, Sandra Dee and Daisy Mae can be sexyhotglam. And, honestly, if you met me in person, it's more cousin Rita Mae in a fancy dress and makeup. Pictures are one thing. It's a whole nother thing when I've had quite a few scotches and am standing on a chair in my Diane von Faustenberg and a borrowed Stetson hollering out a dirty punch line after a drag off the Marlboro.

And lest we ever forget - Spy Girl! (GC - I'm looking at you!)

You've linked to that cut before and I do love it. So cool!

You effortlessly bust out Mae West, not Daisy Mae.

You know though, Sandra Dee and Daisy Mae can be sexyhotglam.

You're both sweet as hell, but you both LIE.

I got so many comments this weekend about how dark my hair is. I've stopped highlighting it, so it is its natural color. It just doesn't seem worth coloring it when it is so short.

Suzi, how dark is it? (Shameless hint for peektures, of course.)

I like this cut, I think: [link]

Though the back of my hair's still too short for that.

Argh.

I love my dad dearly, but when my mom's in the hospital he doesn't know what to do with himself. So tonight he's forwarding jobs he thinks would be good for Stephen, down where my folks live.

Which is generous of him (and completely in character -- my dad would fix everything for everybody, if he could) but the plan is to move down there when the boys' school year is over, and for Stephen to go back to school and for me to work, and write at night. Working some full-time career-type job isn't going to be possible if he's doing school full-time, which we want so he can do it in two years.

And my dad knows this. Or has, at least, been told this. Which he's either ignoring or has forgotten.

He's also forwarding all the job alerts to me, even though Stephen has his own email address. Which HE'S USED TO SEND MY DAD STUFF BEFORE.

I fear what the man will be like when he's forced to retire.

It may be a week or two--have to decide if it's time to move on from Adventures in Bobland, but the possibility is seeming delightful.

I know I'm delighted!

Tep, I've got berjillions of pictures of you all dressed up with red wet lips looking totally sexaglamourpuss.