Saffron: But we've been wed. Aren't we to become one flesh? Mal: Well, no, uh... We're still two fleshes here, and I think that your flesh ought to sleep somewhere else.

'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Laura - Mar 31, 2020 4:47:18 am PDT #18989 of 30019
Our wings are not tired.

My sister's hair stylist sent an email to her clients asking them to please resist the temptation to buy color at the grocery store or trim themselves "because I can't fix that shit". Suggested the best way to hide the roots was staying at home.

I'm hearing more people clamoring for antibody tests because they are pretty sure, for good reason, that they already recovered from the illness. I don't necessarily think my household is in that category unless it was super mild, but I do know some people that very likely did get it and recovered after being damn sick at home. A couple of them healthcare workers. It would be really helpful to know for sure.


Toddson - Mar 31, 2020 4:56:34 am PDT #18990 of 30019
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

I've seen some things on the internet where people have cut and/or colored their own hair. Good, bad, odd ... the only consolation is that they're not likely to be seen, so it's a good time for it.

In other news, seemingly, pajama bottoms are selling well - people are doing online meetings, so they only need to have nice tops. Kind of like a clothing mullet?


Jessica - Mar 31, 2020 5:04:32 am PDT #18991 of 30019
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

I've been coloring my own hair for the past 25 years, and it's pretty hard to screw up cutting with clippers. (DH already trims his own beard and shaves his head, so I know he has a steady hand.)


Steph L. - Mar 31, 2020 5:12:14 am PDT #18992 of 30019
I look more rad than Lutheranism

I would never try to trim anything other than my bangs, because I am a klutz. But trimming your bangs isn't difficult; watch some YouTube tutorials. The most important part is to just trim a tiny amount, then evaluate, then trim another tiny amount if needed, then re-evaluate, etc.


sj - Mar 31, 2020 5:17:33 am PDT #18993 of 30019
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

There will be no haircutting or coloring in our house. ltc might end up with the long hair she wants so badly and possibly no more bangs. I did not have my hair done before this all started. So, my hair is already a mess.


Toddson - Mar 31, 2020 5:34:13 am PDT #18994 of 30019
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

It occurred to me ... I wash my groceries when I bring them home (except the precious, precious toilet paper) and when I wake up I have mascara rings under my eyes ... am I a raccoon now?


askye - Mar 31, 2020 5:44:59 am PDT #18995 of 30019
Thrive to spite them

I got Matthew to buzz the back and sides of my hair because it was too long and driving me nuts. Except he got nervous about some of it so now I have this weird fringe under the longer part of my hair. As long as it is now I can tuck it under my ears, well except for a little. Unfortunately my hair has decided to part down the middle all the time it's kind of 90s boy band look..I swear there was somekn with hair like this.


aurelia - Mar 31, 2020 5:58:48 am PDT #18996 of 30019
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Does anyone have a good format or app for doing a food inventory?


Laura - Mar 31, 2020 6:03:21 am PDT #18997 of 30019
Our wings are not tired.

DH is asking me to do his hair. I haven't done this since the boys were young. I may make Bobby do it.


Katerina Bee - Mar 31, 2020 6:44:14 am PDT #18998 of 30019
Herding cats for fun

A world wide pandemic is not exciting enough for my family. My sister was diagnosed with breast cancer and will be having a lumpectomy Thursday. Chemo and radiation will follow.

I get to provide transportation services which will be interesting because we really have not been getting along for the last few years. DH and I are worn out from all the drama and unreliability and are happy she's been avoiding me. So nice and peaceful.

Now she needs service and I have to step up and help out like I did when she moved house. I expect lashing out and tantrums before this is over, and I'm already so weary.

This is kind of a last straw for me. I've been handling it all with calm, but now I have a little voice inside that just says, I want my Dad! If only he were still available by phone.