how rude!

Forgot to mention in today's random post in which i do not speak of pee or poo..., before I went to New Orleans for the Ace show I HAD to get a hair cut... it had been over six months and was getting gross-long.

Like Ashley, I'm very attached to my long hair and I really hate getting it cut. But... I hate spending money getting my hair cut even more... probably because it's so simple even my tipsy mom in Cabo a monkey could do it...

So the day before we left for the show I went to Great Clips on my lunch break. Classy, I know... I sit down and tell her I want only the ends trimmed. I always say this so that when they cut 2" I don't freak out, because you know when you say 2" it ends up being 5"... maybe it's a language issue? I don't know, but it's frickin' annoying.

Anywhoodles, no sooner do I sit down then the asian lady about to butcher my hair goes:

"OOOhhh, you have white HEH" (I'm pretty sure she was trying to say I have GRAY HAIRS... but "gray" must be a tough word to say?)

"Really b*tch? I wasn't aware."

No, I didn't say that... I said... "NO TIP FOW YOU"

That's a lie. Didn't say that either... really wanted to though... Seriously, who does that!

In the words of Stephanie Tanner, "HOW RUDE!"

Speaking of rude, did anyone watch Grey's Anatomy last night? You know, the episode in which Alex Karev's brother comes into town and needs his umbilical hernia repaired? Well I have an umbilical hernia. A couple years ago I felt something rip playing softball... and yeah, it wasn't fun. It is not and never has been as bad as this:

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In fact, it's barely noticable... See it in the picture below?

However, they never go away on their own and it's possible it will just get worse.

Basically, I eventually have to have surgery on it. I'm no stranger to surgery - I'm at 5 and counting - but I am really not looking forward to this one because (1) I can't find a doctor who will agree to do it laproscopically, in other words I will have a big ol' scar on my tummy, and (2) it means no physical activity for a month. Anyway, so I'm in procrastination mode on that one.

But how did this come up? Oh yes, I was speaking of rude.

So my grandpa (you know, the one from TMI Thursday the other week?) is a retired doctor. I asked him what caused the hernia and if there was anything I could do to make it go away.

He told me... well it's probably because you're fat and it might go away if you lose weight.

Pmmf... Whatever he's senile and almost deaf, and now I'm thinking he may be going blind too :-)

But seriously, thanks Grandpa! I know you were never the King of Kindness or anything, but truly, your medical advice is very much appreciated. I'll get right on that...