All stopped up

Update my friends...assuming there are friends out there? Hello! I managed to get my hair cut today and it pretty much went as expected with one slight twist. The hairdresser sat down on the coffee table across from the couch I was sitting on and asked, "What are we doing today?" I replied, "Oh I don't know, what do you think I should do?" She seemed thrown off by that, and I continued, "maybe take a couple inches off, and I'd like it to be something easy because I pretty much just wash and go." "Oh, ok how about some long layers with bangs?", she suggested. Hey wait that's my line! I agreed only because I didn't have any sort of plan walking in there and that is my main problem, no plan. $53.00 dollars later, and it looks ok, but would look a hell of a lot better with a face lift, contacts, hair dye, some new clothes, and a BMW convertible, maybe? Oh yeah, the whole thing took about 15minutes. Not for nothing, if I'm spending $53.00, which by the way is more than my husband spends at the same place, I would like a little bells & whistles, ok? I didn't get the usual thorough hair washing with the scalp massage and let me tell you that is the best part of a hair cut! It is so relaxing! She also just used a teenie tiny dab of conditioner, and the water was cold. I guess they are cutting back with this recession and all. She tried to style it, but really just amounted hair drying. I could have achieved the same results driving at like 65 miles per hour down the Taconic parkway with my head out the window. Actually someone else would probably need to drive because the Taconic is pretty windy and I'm not real good at multi tasking.

So after my long nap with my kitty Murphy. He sleeps at the top of my head on the pillow and purrs and kneads my hair with his claws during most of the nap and for some twisted reason, I find this soothing? Insanity, doctors, committed, institutional food (read the last blog).

Yeah, so after my nap I ran to the grocery store with my son to pick up a few things for next week and some chicken for dinner tonight, I had to phone my husband to let him know the grocery store was still sold out of Metamucil. For those of you who don't know what Metamucil is, it's a fiber type powder that you scoop into orange juice or the beverage of your choice to assist you in relieving yourself. That is if you are having difficulties in that particular area. I guess my husband is having difficulty in that area.

There must of have been some sort of run on Metamucil after Thanksgiving and the store apparently can't keep up with the demand? It's kind of odd to know that all these people are having bathroom issues - they could be someone you work with, a telemarketer, a state trooper (which would explain why they always seem so grumpy). Ok, back to the story. I explained the situation, but told him they had a big jug of this stuff called Citracal. He asked if it was the same thing and I thought so, but I proceeded to read the directions on the container, but ran into a little difficulty when I started to laugh really loud right there in the store isle. The directions said that you needed to use a lot of liquid otherwise you could choke on this stuff - that's when I started to laugh and inbetween my gasps for air and laughing I warned my husband that constipation would be the least of his worries. How to get the giant glob of fibery goo out of his gullet so he could breathe again is the real issue. Moral of this story, use lots & lots of liquid and it's probably not a good idea to use wine or vodka. I personally love the side effects - "this product may cause diarrhea" Call me silly and all, but wouldn't that be a welcome side effect? Any way, I got the Citracal and I'll check with my hubby to see which is the better product and give post his rating for all to see.

Now if anyone is offended or upset with this blog, Matt, go back to the blog that is titled "To blog or not to blog" where I explain that sometimes someone might be sacrificed for the greater good. This is one such time. Thank you darlin!