Why do I end up singing along to some of the songs I most dislike? There's a Jason Mraz song in heavy rotation on my favorite station that is driving me insane. There's something in his voice that I can't stand*, but damn, if that song isn't just plain fun to sing. Every time I catch myself doing it I punch myself in the thigh. It hasn't helped.
The other day, as I was leaving the grocery store, a woman stopped me and asked where I got my hair cut. She said she had been trying to get a cut like mine for awhile but her stylist doesn't quite 'get' it. I was stunned. My hair is pretty short** and the color is that blech brown you get as your hair is turning gray. My hair routine consists of drying it with a towel and rubbing some shiny stuff in it, then trying to make it lay down so it doesn't look like I've been licked by goats. I was flattered, but puzzled. I do not exude a style that people generally want to emulate. I must've had a rockin' hair day. Too bad I missed it.
My doctor of 10 years is getting ready to retire from the military. I am upset. He's a nice guy, about my age, and I finally got him broken in to the point where he listens to me and takes me seriously. I have this sinking feeling that finding a boyfriend was easier than finding a new GP that I can get along with.
Today's Fun Quote: "'I said Good Day, Sir!' is the 'Go fuck yourself!' of 1875." -- Gary Gulman, comedian.
Today's Fun Observation: Has anyone else noticed the similarity between certain hair products and certain personal lubricants? Check the ingredients list if you dare. I'm just sayin', is all.
Today's Fun Insight into My First Marriage: When Mr. B and I kick back on a Friday night and enjoy an adult beverage, we split a beer. On the other side of town, Ex and his SO are collecting their empty Yazi bottles to build a glass block wall in the master bath. I am not making this up.
Today's Fun Insight into My Upbringing: Sister's sig is 'Learn to expect nothing, then go through life being pleasantly surprised.' It's those early life lessons that stick with you, y'know?
Good Day, Sir!
* I can't shake the sense that he's in love with the sound of his own voice. That annoys me. He sounds, I don't know, too precious. No, I can't explain it.
** Sometimes I think I look too butch since I don't wear makeup or earrings on a daily basis, but apparently I'm not butch enough to attract that kind of attention. Why does that bother me?