I have that really annoying thing going on where my tongue HURTS, like after you eat too much citrus or other acidic food. Chatty!co-worker has never experienced it, and, furthermore (or perhaps therefore) has NO idea what I'm talking about or why I'm whining about it. Dude. Mah tong hurthsss.
Also? My hair is really long (shoulders), and despite the protestations of my boyfriend* I'm getting it cut tomorrow, but I have NO IDEA what I want. All I know is that I want less. Weird.
*(To be fair, when I told him I was getting my hair cut, he said, "Thanks for letting it grow all this time!")
Oooh, that's not quite what I had in mind, although that IS a cool-ass bikini.
The biggest goal is to avoid looking like: (1) a hobbit; (2) the kid on the paint can; (3) Leif Garrett circa 1970-something; or (4) a prison matron.
The biggest goal is to avoid looking like: (1) a hobbit;
So you're going to shave your feet?
So you're going to shave your feet?
Every morning, my friend. Every morning.
Hubby hates when I cut my hair short, he says it makes me look matronly.
The Boy is suave enough to tell me I'm pretty no matter how I cut my hair, but he still has a decided preference for long hair.
By now, though, he *knows* that if I cut it, I'm inevitably going to grow it out again. It's what I do.
I'm afraid the word suave will never be applied to my Hubby. I'm still working on him acknowledging that tact and diplomacy can be useful, much less in his own life. 25 years in, I think this is a lost cause.
I love it. Came into work at 1:45 and have still managed to be a superstar!!
