Blog Filler: My nightmares… revealed!

So last night I had this very specific nightmare. And really – this is so revealing about me as a very shallow person I can hardly stand to share it. I probably wouldn’t except that I’m a little light on blog content today.

Ahem.

I dreamed that I had an appointment to get my hair “done” (which is a lengthy 2+ hour process that involves dye, razors, scissors, product and trashy magazines – and occasionally panicky calls from my husband). In my dream I also had a Very Important Meeting with someone named Nick.

The meeting was in conflict with my hair appointment – which I realized as I sat down in the stylist’s chair. I looked at my hand and saw a little piece of paper with Nick’s name and a time on it. I looked at the clock and realized I had to motor – ditching my appointment.

In the dream I was deeply disturbed that I had to reschedule because it would be at least two weeks before I could get into the salon again.

And then I woke up.

This is the kind of stuff that haunts me. Plus I have on idea who Nick is.

Filler: Attempt number 149

Deeps is hard to rattle when it comes to…. Just about anything. But that doesn’t stop me from trying.

Me: What’s going on with your hair?
Deeps: What?
Me: Your hair looks different.
Deeps: Hmm.
Me: Yeah, like… like anchorman hair. But I like it.
Deeps: Oh I used your shampoo.
Me: The red stuff or the volumizer?
Deeps: I guess the volumizer since my hair isn’t red.
Me: And the bathroom doesn’t look like you’ve hacked up a body.
Deeps: Is that from the shampoo?
Me: Wow. I had no idea that volumizer actually works.
Deeps: I guess it does.
Me: I think I have too much hair for it to work.
Deeps: And I have just enough.