Tonight was my hair appointment, finally. I was starting to feel like I fit in a little too well here in hick town, so it's sure nice to have good hair again . Actually, when I left the hairdressers chair I was still a little concerned about looking like one of the locals because my hair looked really awful. Even though I didn't get home until 9:30, I couldn't wait to style my hair to make sure the cut was OK. It was.

I don't know about you, but I'll sleep much better tonight.

But that's not what this post is about. Nope. This post is about getting *that look* from my hairdresser. After sitting in the chair for an hour, you kind of run out of topics to talk about so you start talking about stupid things. At one point, I mentioned that I've decided to be a bad girl while my husband was out of town.

That's when I got *that look*. You could tell she wanted me to dish....

So I did. Yup. I listed all the wild and crazy things I've been doing or plan to do while BJ is on his business trip. For your reading pleasure share that list with you:

1. Eat really garlicky, stinky things
2. Leave my flattening iron and makeup on the bathroom counter
3. Leave the bed unmade
4. Watch LOTS and LOTS of reality TV
5. Read the new issue of Oprah in bed until I fall asleep
6. Eat popcorn for dinner and chase it down with a diet rootbeer
7. Not put on a lick of makeup on the days that I telecommute. Maybe not even style my hair.

.........Nah, that's just crazy talk.