I cut my hair (about 2 inches) with my craft scissors, two mirrors and a 12 oz bottle of beer. I haven't straightened it all out yet...I'll keep you posted.
I designed and created so many pieces of jewelry for Crafeteria 3 that my fingers were swollen and burning.
I watched enough Forensic Files, Snapped and Cops for a few lifetimes. During which time I realized how depraved the world really is. (We don't watch much boob tube here, thankfully.)
I learned not only was George Washington a liar and a cheat, but his wooden teeth-well, they weren't all wood; some were that of slaves and, animals. Um yeah George was a scary dude.
I saw the movie Trauma. A story of a man who awakens from a coma and can't decipher what is real from what isn't. It was traumatic and I am still trying to decipher the plot! But, Colin Firth has now made his way to my list of under-weight (by my standards) studmuffins and cool points go to the director for an interracial romance that wasn't purely sexual.
I bought a pair of $1 shorts and $15 yoga pants that fit like a great lover.
I ruined Jordan's life again, and Joe helped! Yay! Or, "whatevs BFD".
Lupe got a new coat, it's houndstooth and just what you'd expect to see in Forest Hills, around the first of the month when the seniors come out for half-priced lunches and slow walking on a busy city street.
I explained to Yael that not all married gay couples own horses like Ellen DeGeneres and Portia de Rossi. I'm not sure why, but she was certain that our friends whom she lovingly refers to as, "The Husbands" must own horses since, like Ellen and Portia they do not have children.
I discussed "Indians" (Native Americans) pilgrims, genocide, slavery and the holocaust with my grandmother. Grandma is a scholar but a grandma first, "Child, it pains my heart to think how they did them people. Oooh Je-sus." She is seriously the best.
I'm sure I've missed some stuff. You see, it certainly wasn't a dreadful time, but I'm glad it's over. And you, "how you doin?!"