Bull Cuts, Mullets and Rat Tails

Bull Cuts
Yes, I realize that this type of haircut is actually called a Bowl Cut. However, I didn’t come to this realization until much later in life. Imagine the revelation…a bowl used by the stylist to create and perfect this fabulous do. Ingenious!

I’m not really sure the reason for the misunderstanding. I guess I’ll just have to blame it on the fact that I’m a visual learner as opposed to an auditory one. And this can be traced back to my genetic makeup. Not only are my ears big, but they are a bit defective as well. But I am not alone in this. These genes run deep in the Lair family. Which…can make for entertaining family reunions. There’s a whole lot of shouting going on!

Mullets
Business in the front. Party in the back.

I have spent the last several weeks going through boxes and boxes of “stuff” I’ve accumulated over the past 25 years. I’ve done a lot of junk tossing, treasure finding and organizing. Today I tackled all my computer files from college. I put them on CDs and filed them away. While sorting through the various files and pictures, I found the treasure of all treasures: a PowerPoint solely on Mullets. It makes me laugh every time I watch it. This mulletude is just too good not to share. Leave me a comment if you want me to email you the presentation. I guarantee it will not disappoint!

Rat Tails
The thought of a rattail makes me shudder. There is NO excuse for such a hairstyle, and parents who allow or encourage one should be reprimanded.

Taking a Chance with the Fancy Ants

Fantasy: I have given considerable thought over the years to what I would ask for if I was confronted with a wish-granting genie. I have numerous imperfections, so it’s hard for me to pick JUST three. But after serious contemplation, these are the three wishes I have decided upon:

1. I wish to be able to sing like Martina McBride
2. I wish to have a long, beautiful neck
3. I wish to have incredible wit.

Please and thank you.

Reality: I am a horrible writer. I have a significantly limited vocabulary. I am also not very creative or witty. Reading my work is drab and needlessly boring. It’s quite sad and embarrassing actually!

Therefore by natural contrast I LOVE numbers. I love their consistent nature. I love that you never have to second guess whether or not a 2 is a 2. And I’m still pushing for number communication. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?! It sure would clear up all the miscommunication that is going on! I mean, you wouldn’t have to wonder which witch is which. Or likewise, if someone wished you a “Happy Father’s Day,” you would know exactly what they meant.

Confession: I’m fearful of having my thoughts out here in blog world. I’m terrified of criticism. I’m also scared that my life is too dull to write about. I wish I was witty. That would make it all better.

All that being said…PLEASE BARE WITH ME AS I ATTEMPT TO BLOG!!

Or, I should say...PLEASE BEAR WITH ME AS I ATTEMPT TO BLOG!! (That's better, eh!?)