I needed groceries and colored tights, so I ran to Target. Not too bad on the impulse buying - I spent more than I expected but I got two bags of canned goods to donate to the food drive at work (more than I meant to, but I feel okay about overspending there), and randomly picked up four new towels because I liked the color. Now I'm thinking getting new towels was a genius move because I've got a headache so laundry may not happen.
I am no good with hairstyles, Zen. I tell my stylist to do whatever she wants because I have no idea (which she loves, so I'm planning on tipping her well and going back to her for as long as I can). Are bangs an option?
Sorry about the mice, Sue.
Unisex products "designed for women" make me so mad.
Yes, this. I do not mind a pink option, clearly. But I don't need patronising copy that I'm supposed to relate to over and above "Here's an interesting way to get fit, whyever you want to get fit, person, pls have some exercises demonstrated by people with differing body types, genders, and fitness levels. Come on in, the endorphins are fine!"
Beverly, that's a very good point. I will check about that with my sister, and watch/verify weights with the sellers. It's something I suffer from that I forget isn't just my little problem.
Found a pic of Mumsy's hair from a few months ago. Is that helpful? Jesus, I feel like the stereotypical guy stuck in the tampon section.
Okay, I need to get *something* accomplished before the nurse comes. Maybe the new recipe oatmeal cookies? My first oat flour cookie excursion was so horrible I didn't finish the one I tried, and I threw out the rest. Other than the one I gave New No Woo Nurse, and she keeps mentioning it and saying she likes it even more than the brownies. WTF? I thought it was not fit for human consumption. Colour me confused again.
Are bangs an option?
I imagine bangs are the only option, which makes me nervous. Bangs in curly hair are really hard to get right. Also, due to the aforementioned frontal hair loss, I don't have as much hair to pull forward as I once did.
Yeah, I would have suggested long swoopy side bangs, if not for the curls. That seems like a PITA.
Zen, you don't want a center part. Blunt bangs are a bad idea, but sideswept fringe is good. Like [link]
Or shorter: [link]
My hair has thinned considerably the past few years, so I've defaulted to my highschool habit of hats and bandanas. My favourite part is that I found these tube things that you can wear as a headband or a skull cap or whatnot, and our English facilities manager now declares makes me look like a Polish widow. I don't know why he thinks my non-existent husband has died, but whatevs. The very next day one of my volunteers told me he liked my "hat", and then asked me if I was Polish. Hmmm.
I digress. The slightly sparkly tube headdress with multiple permutations helped hide my hat hair when I'd come in from work outside in the winter, and now I'm using it to avoid showcasing my scalp. And it looks more styling than my short home-cut hair anyhow (I get one professional haircut a year, yo).
Wow, Jenna Elfman sure has some body!
I'm watching War of the Worlds, as one might be wont to do when surfing HBO on a Sunday morning, and I thought it was only going to be the first half that was comprised of Tom Cruise (is he playing a character? I forget) screaming for the kids to stay put or come to him. Yelling and screaming is not an acceptable way to maintain narrative tension. Good lord.
Julie, I've been wearing a lot of scarves and wide headbands. I wore a bandanna all through college, for some reason, too. I've still got enough hair on top, it's just in the front that it's gone. So I've been wearing an assortment of Buff headbands low on my forehead, and my sister hates it. She says I look like Mick Jagger. I like them, but I don't want to wear them ALL the time. And I can't wear hats to dinner.
And I can't wear hats to dinner.
Etiquette allows you to. It's only guys that are bound by the bareheaded rule (and by "bound" I mean "ignoring").
mmm. I would feel weird about it, though.
