2.08.2015
I got a haircut last week. It's an asymmetrical haircut and it's a little annoying. It's not the kind of haircut that you can wake up with and ignore. It needs attention, which I hardly ever give my hair (except to wash it every day). I wanted something different, and thought, if not now, then when? Aby at the salon looked at me with concern and said, "Are you sure?" I pushed aside the doubts in my mind and told her, "Do it!" In a way, I'm glad that I did it, just to get it out of the way, then I can let it grow out and take comfort in the fact that once, at 37 (not old, not young), I was adventurous with my hair. Our friend Don, who came over a few days ago, considered the new haircut and said, "Astig!" Then proceeded to say that I looked like a lesbian hipster. Which made me LOL.
2.07.2015
April is the funniest person I know except when she is being crabby. She texted me Saturday morning while she was at work to ask if I wanted to have lunch with her. I wonder what she would’ve felt if I had said no! She’d be livid and hurt, I’m sure. But I do goad her on sometimes because I think it’s funny when she’s slightly crabby. She’ll ask, “Why do you push this way? Why?” And that makes things even funnier! April doesn’t know that when I am alone in the “alone room” I pick up her old books and read portions of them. There is this from her first book, for example, “I live on a street with a name that means constant and unchanging. Me, who’s gone into four different fields in three academic degrees.” Hilarious! When I have children, I will tell them to marry someone who makes them laugh.
