Well, I certainly appreciate everyone giving me their two cents re my hair. If you had REALLY given me two cents each, perhaps I could afford the haircut. But as it is, I have to tell you that even though the majority of you said "Get your dang hair cut," I think it was Shannon who affected me most, with her Thoreau quote.
Did you all read the Thoreau quote (it's the 10th comment)? It is deep, dawg. I'll bet Thoreau said "dawg" quite a bit.
Shannon and our good friend Henry D. are correct. I do not NEED the haircut. I already have a husband and a job. I can go around looking slightly ridiculous. It will not kill me. So, no haircut yet.
In other news, we actually got to go out last night. My Uncle Leo is in town, and he was kind enough to take us to a play. If you did not just click on the link, you did not read about how my Uncle Leo (and yes, that is his name. I did not steal it from Seinfeld. I am the only person in America who did not find that show very funny.) grew up in Michigan to English-speaking parents, and yet because he is 1/448th Mexican, feels the need to become Speedy Gonzales whenever a Spanish word is used. This amuses me to no end, and luckily for me, he forgets that this amuses me, so he does it nearly every time I see him. Last night I got to hear him say, "taquito" like this: "thakeeeeetho!" and also "Hhhhhhwwwakamolaay!" for guacamole.
I mean, I am tickled about being part French Canadian, but I do not turn into Jacques Cousteau when I say "crepe."
Anyway, it was good of him to take us out, and even though I generally hate the theater, it was a good play. And extremely exciting to be anywhere.
Speaking of being anywhere, I will tell you about our latest obsession. We do not have HBO, but thanks to Netflix and my mother, we have seen every episode of the Sopranos. It is a riveting show, and tomorrow is the series finale.
Well. To say that Marvin and I are distracted by this would be an understatement. We are Fatal Attraction obsessed. Calvin Klein is going to make a new perfume just for us: Pathetic Obsession. We would pretty much do anything short of spending money to see it. First we hoped and prayed that one of our friends would have a Sopranos-watching party [crickets chirping]. Then we thought about cheating and checking into a cheap motel for the night just to get HBO, but of course we can't.
Tonight during our walk, we started thinking about those gas stations that have TV screens at the pump. Maybe tomorrow night we could fill our tanks real slow. Then we walked past this weird place in our neighborhood that sells walk-up water and inexplicably lets you watch TV during the six seconds you are filling your bottle (see photo). Do you think there's any chance they will show HBO tomorrow night? If so, boy. Will we be waterlogged.