I decided to get a haircut. Really short--to help transition into what's to come. My girls helped me search for several styles, and I printed the favorites out on a paper to take to my hair dresser. My son saw the paper on the counter. "You want to look like an alien?" Turns out one of the styles was the lovely Morena Baccarin, the alien on the new TV series V. I could only dream of looking that good. Here's the actual alien cut:
I also got an expander fill this week. Not a big fan of expanders. Here's the recipe, in case you're interested: Divide a coconut in half. Place each side UNDER chest pectoral muscles. (You know, the ones that think they're supposed to lie flat, only because that's how they've spent almost half a century.) Breathe.
I've had a brain worm all week. (That's an actual scientific term: Brain Worm. You can look it up if you don't believe me. It's a song that's on instant replay in your head.) Anyway, I can't get rid of it. "I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts."
SIGH. At least it's all only temporary.