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Don't faint, yes I am adding a third entry today.
Warren didn't even notice the hair cut (he's definatly on his way to manhood). Than he just pointed out that my gray hair is more noticable. I thanked him, and reminded him he's responsible for most of them.
Its been such a good day, it was nice to keep it that way. Warren and I went to the mall a bit, to hang out, cruise the free wireless on his psp (cool, but tedious and the pages don't fit well, and with out a keyboard serious net crusing ain't gonna happen). We also splurged and ate out, if you count Subway (him) and Rising Bread Company (me) splurging.
We also had the following goofy conversation. Yes I actually had this conversation with my son, my almost 13 year old son.
Warren: I don't know why you keep messing with you hair, nobody notices anyway.
Me: Nobody with a penis anyway
Warren: You must be a lesbian then.
Come again.. I wasn't sure if I should get upset or just laugh. Fortunately we both laughed. I also managed to make him turn a few shades of red, during a discussion on his comming to the mall to use the 'net. I don't mind him using the free 'net or going to the mall, if he has friends with him, but I did have a talk with him about appropriate sites. Apparently tween boys have a hard time discussing porn with their moms. Too bad.
Though I did get a little testy when he tried to pluck some of my silver strands.
And the best news of all, my body must like to go in jumps and starts, as when I weighed myself I was two pounds lighter today. Or at least I was the second time. The first time, Warren decided to put his foot on the scale, causeing it to give a reading that well let's just say it caused me to question the accuracy of the scale, at least until he started giggling like a girl. Little brat. He's lucky I love him so much.
I'm so glad I didn't give in to my morning urge to just spend the day in bed feeling sorry for myself. This was much better. Next pay day I am so going back to get color and maybe some highlights/lowlights to make it look more natural.
I wonder how much of my weighloss was hair? Just how much does 6 or so inches of hair weigh anyway? It still counts as far as I'm concerned. After all it was part of me, and now it's not.
Time to grab and apple and maybe do some more laundry. Warren complains about not having any socks, yet I never find any in the laundry basket. If it ain't in the laundry basket, or the laundry room it ain't getting washed. So the sill fool, wore his boots all day sans socks. Now he just sprayed them with Nutraair to de-stink them.
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.