Haircuts. I’m not particularly vain, and the only real requirement I have for a haircut is that my bangs are out of my eyes. So naturally, I hate paying for haircuts. Especially when all I really want to do is take any pair of scissors and cut the offending bangs myself.

Confession time: I have cut my bangs - several times, and have on occasion snipped away at other parts of my hair.

But hey, no one, not even my really good friends who tell me I’m getting fatter, or that a color doesn’t compliment my skin tone, or that my shoes are ugly, have ever said anything about my hair.

Hmmm, is that a good or bad sign? Is it worse to comment on a friend’s haircut than her weight?

Well, it is haircut time again, and I’ll be heading to the salon because I have some special events coming up in the next couple of weeks that I want to look nice for. One of them, a presentation on electronic publishing for CLE - Literary Lawyers, is being videotaped. Aaack! Adding 10 lbs! I’d better have a good haircut.

Jessie

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