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The number one thing I'm in complete denial over at this moment in time: sending out Christmas cards. I had this big plan to make my own cards this year with my Gocco printer. After stressing out about the design for a few months, I decided to go easy on myself and just buy some. Then Dave and I picked out a photo of Henry to include in all of the cards, but when we finally got the prints in the mail, they were too dark. So no photos of the offspring will be heading out this year. We really need to just sit down and write them, but we seem to be willing to do anything else but, which brings us to Things We've Done When We Should've Been Writing Our Christmas Cards: worked; watched "The Nanny"; updated respective weblogs; napped; watched "Celtic Woman"(more than once)(!); surfed the net; stared at the walls; stared at the tree; plucked a couple of eyebrows; read. I do enjoy writing them, I just have a hard time forcing myself to get started.

Referring to the last item on the Things We've Done... list, this morning I was rereading F. Scott Fitzgerald's short story Bernice Bobs her Hair. When I finished, I closed the book and thought to myself "Wow, Fitzgerald is, like, totally a literary genius," which was quickly followed by "Man, do I really need a haircut." The last haircut I got was up in Portsmouth, and while I totally loved it, our time is coming to a quick end here and I didn't think I'd have a chance to devote almost an entire day to going up there for a cut. Plus, I'm all about instant gratification. I wanted my hair cut NOW! I remembered seeing a sign in the window of a store that said a salon would be opening soon on Pickering Wharf. I stopped by, saw they were open, and made an appointment for this afternoon. Best decision I've made in a long time. They were amazing. The owner and the stylist I had made the appointment with both talked with me about the style I wanted and how to achieve the best look for my features. Then they talked me into coloring my hair (not a hard sell since I'd brought it up anyway). The salon specializes in dry cuts, which I think is the best way to cut my hair since it's so thick, heavy, and straight. I find it difficult to style so the shape really has to come from the cut itself as opposed to any styling I might do. Everyone at the salon was amazing. I walked out feeling gorgeous. I also walked out feeling like I'd just received a $200 haircut for a lot less. If you're in the area, you should go. The salon is called Fringe Salon. It's on Pickering Wharf in Salem. Perhaps a picture of me sporting my new 'do will show up on Flickr sometime. You never know. Ah mystery, thy name is woman. Or something like that. I'm really tired.