You know what that sound is? It's the sound of One more of my eggs dying.
Yippee! Only three more days of work to go!!
It's funny but when I was younger my mother ALWAYS cut our hair, so it
wasn't until I was in my early 20's that I started to get my hair cut
"professionally"--and most of the time I use that word lightly. To this
day, I wait at least four or five months between haircuts or I feel like I
haven't gotten my $18 worth. Lately I've been pulling my hair back into a
ponytail every day--a sure sign I need a cut, but still I think, "nah,
I'll let another week go by." I mention this cuz Female Offspring #1 called me and
said, "I got my haircut! It hasn't been cut in over a year." The apple doesn't
fall far from the apple bush, doesn't it?
So Mr. G gave me my big beautiful bouquet of carnations for Valentine's
Day on Saturday night. Holly was there and I said, "Ooooo, look, Holly,
aren't they beautiful?" I bent down to show her and when I stood back up,
she had a mouthful of carnations, the little pissy ant. He gave me a
really pretty card that read, "To the one who shares my dreams and holds
my heart, Happy Valentine's Day." Then he wrote--in crayon, I kid you
not--"I love you! You are my heart and soul." The crayon thing is a
running joke between us. One year when Female Offspring #1 was little, he
couldn't find a pen, so he used one of her crayons and I got such a kick
out of it that he's done it every year since.
Female Offspring #2's boyfriend asked me what I had planned for Valentine's Day.
I said, "I'm going to get one of those 8 inch layer cakes and eat it all by myself. Happy Valentine's Day to me!"
He said, "Ha ha. Your mother is really funny."
Female Offspring #2: "She's serious."
Boyfriend #2: "Oh." After a moment of thinking, "Surely she'll share with--"
Female Offspring #2: "No."