"It's interesting"

The biggest problem with changing your hair style is "the reveal." You never know how people are going to respond, especially to a big change, and it can make you feel pretty self conscious. There are a few responses that I like the least.

1) "Oh, you changed your hair!" (long pause) "Do you like it?"

2) No response from someone who obviously notices you changed it. They just look at you and look away or ask you how your weekend was while clearly avoiding saying anything.
3) "It's interesting."

The first one is harsh because they're trying to reassure you that although they obviously don't like it, the most important thing is that you like it. While that may be true, it doesn't make you feel much better.

The second one is a slap in the face. The third one is an obvious slap in the face. So what's the correct thing to say if you don't like someones hair? I've come up with a few options:

1) Lie and say you like it. I'm pretty sure you don't go to hell for these types of lies.

2) Say something like, "Oh you changed your hair! I love changing my hair - keeps things fresh." - see, you didn't lie, you didn't pretend there was no change, and you didn't compliment. But you were positive.

3) Say, "Your hair is the same color as ..." then name a celebrity who is not hideous. Once again, you're avoiding complimenting it but you're still saying something positive.

If you have more ideas, please share. And without further ado, here is a picture of my new hair. I'm not good at the self take so it was the best I could do for now. I may add more pictures another time. I really hope the comments section isn't full of "It's interesting"'s.

Daydreaming

My mind has been wandering today and my daydreams have been all over the place. First I found myself wondering what I'd look like with extensions in my hair. Then, after reading about the whale that killed the trainer at Seaworld, I started daydreaming about how nice it would be to have a whale at work. Obviously I wasn't really thinking about all the details in the story I had just read. It would be peaceful to watch it swimming around is my theory.

I told this to my coworker Ann because we had been discussing the whole Seaworld killing and she said she'd prefer an office cat. I told her that we really couldn't have both so we compromised on a killer cat.

Later I found this image and thought it was hilarious. I think I'm exhausted or something because really, under normal circumstances, I don't think I would find this funny at all. I think I might even be annoyed by it.


I think one thing is obvious: I need sleep. Not to be cliche, but thank goodness it's Friday.

One Item

If you were going on the show "Survivor" and could only bring one luxury item, what would it be? I think about this more often than I should admit, considering I would almost certainly be the first one voted off the show.

The problem with choosing is that I go back and forth between something noble, like scriptures, and something practical, like chapstick (which I'm addicted to) or Vaseline (which I use as a chapstick/lotion/cure for cuts and burns).

I looked up the rules. The show provides: contact solution, lady products (was that vague enough for the guys?), insect repellent, sunscreen and necessary medications. They do not provide toothpaste, tooth brushes, razors, or any other grooming supplies. Nasty.

So, what'll it be? If you could bring one noble item (picture of a loved one, religious item, etc) and one luxury item, what would the luxury item be? What's the thing you can't live without?

Wednesday Thoughts

I have to tell you something but I'm afraid you're going to judge me. I feel like what I'm about to say makes me sound unAmerican. If you're ready for it, here's my secret: I'm tired of the Olympics. I know, I know, it's not cool to admit that. It was almost as hard to admit as the time I confessed that I don't like Ferris Bueller's Day Off. I'm not sure if you were ready to hear that or not, so I put it in small font to soften the blow.

It's not that I don't love America or supporting America's Olympians (especially the over 30 crowd), it's just that I miss a couple of my shows that are being preempted for the Olympics. I'm going through Thursday night must-see-tv withdrawals. (It would be so easy to backspace over that last sentence - and I know I probably should - but I can't keep secrets from you.)

You would think I'd be able to survive two weeks without my shows, wouldn't you? But they're winter weeks, which are so much longer than summer weeks.

Don't mind me, I've just been cooped up inside for three months. Last week it got really nice and sunny, then this week we had a ton of snow dumped on is. The good news is I got another snow day on Monday. The bad news is, my hope for an early spring was dashed.

Ok, time to move on to happier thoughts - thoughts that have nothing to do with me watching tv or being tired of winter. Here's something that might make you laugh. My friend Vaughn sent me this picture yesterday - it's a bumper sticker he saw that reminded him of me:

Thought you'd enjoy that. If that's your car, fess up. I won't judge you, I promise. I can't deny that that song is catchy. It's just better if I don't listen too closely or watch the video (so disturbing).

One last thing. See that "follow" button over there? Think you could click on it? I would love to know who's out there! I will return the favor.

Happy Wednesday!

And now for the ladies

Since I did a post about what men like, I thought I'd do one for the women too! I know a lot more on this subject, but I also know that not all women like the same things as me. So ladies, feel free to slap me across the face and call me an anti-feminist if you must. Or kick me in the shins and call me a feminist if that's the way you're leaning. Just do it quickly. I bruise easily.

We like going to the bathroom together. It's a secret why we do this, and I'm really not allowed to tell you why (Ok, I'll tell you - we're talking about you).

We like talking about men. Most of these conversations consist of these staples, "I don't understand men," "what was he thinking?," and "he wasn't thinking." Ok, that's not totally true. You'll also hear a lot of "he's so cute" and "he's so sweet" and of course, "has he proposed yet?" (I just threw that in there to scare the guys who are reading.) We love men, we just don't always get them.

We like offering to pay for dinner and being told not to worry about it. No explanation needed on this. Honestly we don't mind paying for dinner. Buuuuuut, if you insist.

We like shopping. Even if it's just a new pair of socks or a book. I think we're hard wired to shop. I had a friend who shopped all the time when she was stressed. When her brother asked her why, she said, "it's cheaper than therapy." I'm not sure if it actually was cheaper, but I accept her logic.

We like chocolate, and we like it in a major way. I read this quote the other day that I think helps explain why: "eating chocolate affects your brain similarly to falling in love." We like love too, so it makes sense to me.

We like it when you think we're younger than we are. Last night, without being asked, I was charged student ticket price at the movie theater and I almost kissed the 18 year old employee for making such an assumption. Of course, he probably just charges everyone who looks under 50 the student price, but still. I love him.

We like Jane Austin. Even someone with a heart of stone (like myself) just can't resist Captain Wentworth or Mr. Darcy. {Sigh.} What can I say? We're suckers for Victorian "will they ever really get together?" stories. (Spoiler alert: they do.)

We like it when you notice we got our hair done. Not noticing is not a major crime. But noticing will get you major brownie points!

We like babies. I can't apologize for this. I love babies - those little toes and tiny fingers! So for the ladies, here's a trailer for the upcoming movie "Babies" which I really know nothing about. I just know that I suffered a serious case of cuteness overload when I first saw this trailer, and I bet you will too.

I hope it goes without saying that we like much deeper things as well, such as higher education, charity, and successful careers. But those just aren't as entertaining to blog about, so please don't be offended that I left them out.

MANtage

Hey guys, this post is just for you. Being a woman, I'm not exactly sure what men like to hear about but I got some ideas from comments from the last post and came up with a few of my own. Here's what I know about you.

You like: crazy reality shows like The Deadliest Catch and Dirtiest Jobs. So for your enjoyment, here is a list of some of the dirtiest jobs: 1) sewer cleaner 2) cow inseminator 3) fuel tank cleaner 4) porta potty cleaner 5) bat cave scavenger 6) hot tar roofer 7) chimney sweeper 8) avian vomitologist 9) cow hoof trimmer 10) Lake Erie water snake researcher. If you had to chose one of those, which would you choose?

You like: sports. I got nothing. But here's a link.

You like: weird trivia. So here's a little fact - the person who's balanced the most spoons on their face ever is this guy named Joe Allison. But here's what I didn't tell you - he was nine years old when he did it. And the number of spoons was 16. You can beat that. Here's a tip, use a lot of lotion on your face before attempting this.

You like: growing facial hair. I'm a fan of facial hair, but as far as mustaches go, I only like them on Magnum. But if you are going to grow a mustache, I double dog dare you to try one of these:

You like: toys and gadgets. What do you think of the 3-d t.v.? Would you ever own one? I can see watching some things on it, but I can't imagine watching Jeopardy in 3-d. It seems like overkill. Plus the idea of Alex Trebek popping out of my t.v. like he's in the same room with me is terrifying.

You like: comedies and action movies. I don't watch too many action movies but here are my top 5 comedies:

1) Wayne's World 2) The Wedding Singer 3) Clueless 4) The Burbs 5) Spies Like Us

Any to add?

You like: cars and boats. So here's a question for you: which would you rather drive, the Oscar Meyer Weinermobile or this thing? You'd have to drive whichever one you choose for a whole year. This is non-negotiable.

You like: women. For those of you who like women, here are a couple tips. 1) If you want to approach a girl who's in a pack of girls, approach her. Her friends will (should) scatter. 2) A little cologne never hurts.

You like: acting manly. So here's a little clip for you - no warps. (Watch the clip to get that reference.)

Wednesday Thoughts

My weekly jumble of mostly unrelated thoughts.

Have you guys been watching the Olympics at all? One of my favorite things about watching the Olympics is finding out that some of the Olympians are older than me. I find myself thinking, "Wow, she's 35? I still have time to learn how to ski and become an Olympian!" I've been practicing the pose I'll use on my Wheaties box cover. Here's a little sample of what's to come.

Yesterday was Fat Tuesday, and that means Paczki day in Michigan. If you've never had a paczki, they're basically like a jelly donut, only slightly heavier. I ate my weight in them yesterday and I only ate one. That should tell you something.

In other Wednesday Thoughts, yesterday on my way to work I heard a commercial on the radio for a special deal a plastic surgeon is offering. It's a two for one deal where you can choose from any of the following: nose job, eyes, breast augmentation, tummy tuck, or liposuction. It was the strangest two for one deal I've ever heard. But it made me wonder, do the eyes and breasts count as one or two?

So, a guy friend recently told me that he reads my blog but never comments. When I asked him why, he said something about how it's written from such a "feminine perspective" that he just has nothing to say. So I have decided to take a break from writing about menstrual cycles, panty hose, and lipstick and dedicate a post just to the guys who read my blog. Expect it later this week. I have a few ideas, but if any of you have any ideas what guys want to read about, let me know.

I wouldn't be surprised if the guys stopped reading as soon as they saw the words "menstrual cycles."

So ladies, now that it's just you and me, let's talk about girl stuff. So who do you like? Tell me all about him.

Happy Wednesday!