I’m sorry I have not written in a while. I feel like I’ve been so busy running around and doing things I can’t remember the next day. It’s been of those week-long periods where everything starts to stack up: laundry, errands, neglected friendships. The to-do list gets way out of hand.
Yesterday seemed to start off sucky but ended up nicely. Due to lack of sleep from dogsitting Frankie, the cutest golden retriever in the world, over at Rachelle’s house the night before I was feeling mopey and lethargic. I just wanted to sleep all day. There had been plans to go to Enchanted Rock and do the outdoorsy thing, but no one really felt up to it being sleepy and bone tired. And, it was getting on into the afternoon which would turn it into an all day affair. I called Sab to tell him I didn’t feel like going and laid down in bed with my face in the pillow and moaned some more to myself.
Sab called later to see if I wanted to go shopping since he needed some new black pants and black shirts for his new job so we went down to the outlet mall for a little bit. On the way back we both complained about how much our hair needed cutting and he offered to cut my hair since he had a key to the salon. It was cool being the only one there. I remember this conversational moment when I was getting shampooed where I said something about how people look different when they’re lying with their face looking up and he said something about how people look different when their face is looking down. I looked up at him and he DID look different. When you think about how gravity affects your face you realize how your face is really made up of little chunks of muscle attached with fibrous tissue to the super-structure of your head. It’s creepy to think about how the muscles underneath move when someone is smiling at you.
After the haircut he said I needed to clean up my eyebrow bushiness a little and offered to do it for me. He busted out the tweezers and went to work. I kept wincing and tearing up at which point he stopped and said, “Get your eyebrows plucked LIKE A MAN!”.
Later, Jody and I went out to dinner and saw the new Richard Linklater movie, School of Rock. It was AWESOME. Nothing really innovative, but incredibly enjoyable. I’m a sucker for well-done movies involving children at the center. At at least 2-3 points I laughed and cried at the same time. Yes, Virginia. I am a sap.
Here are a few things I’ve come across that are worth mentioning: