Splurge
Spluuuuuurrrrrrrrge.
C’mon. Say it with me.
Splurge. Spluurrrrrrrge. SPPPPPPLLLLLLLLUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGE.
It’s a word that is both magificently awesome and really horribly wrong.
It sounds weird. Sounds almost dirty. And it is a dirty word if you have no money with which to splurge. On the other hand, when you do have the money for it, it becomes FABULOUS!
Splurge. Ooohhh. I shudder just saying it. Because, you know why? I splurged yesterday. I went over to Fantastic Sam’s and spent $20 on a haircut. Crazy! I know, huh? Wild girl on the loose! (Loose girl gone wild?) Whatever. Yeah. I hadn’t had a haircut since just before Christmas last year when my mom took me. My hair was long. Crazy, unmanageable long. I was getting frustrated with it. So I went nuts and splurged on the haircut. The very nice woman cut a little too much off and tried to go all precision cut on me. First, eh…it’ll grow back. Second, my hair is not precision cut quality hair. I have hidden wave there and it messes up every single “precision” cut anyone has ever tried. Oh well, the hair will grow back. (Note to the Guy: it’s not as short as it was in my 10yr reunion photos — I can still pull it back with a barrett.)
If I can work out a loaner camera this weekend, I’ll get someone to take a shot so you can see how it looks. I’m kind of liking it. We’ll see, though. We shall see.
And that, my friends, is my major splurge for the next year. SPLUUUUUURRRRRRRRRGGGGGE.
Interesting word.
you are worth it.
In fact, make it $25!!
Comment by vodkamom — 2009/10/09 @ 03:47
YAY! It’s like a little spa treatment, right? Or not, but YAY you got your hair cut!!!!!! :yay:
Comment by Pam — 2009/10/09 @ 04:07
Got, like, ALL of them cut. About 4 inches of hair disappeared. I looked at the floor when it was all over and there was a Tribble or two down there. It was rather frightening.
Comment by DaGoddess — 2009/10/09 @ 07:32
Splurge. The only splurging going on around here is the sound the little one makes when he yaks on my shoulder. :biggrin:
Comment by diamond dave — 2009/10/09 @ 09:26
Oh yeah, Dave, now that’s what I’m talking about!
Comment by DaGoddess — 2009/10/09 @ 12:36
now light a candle, put on some cool music, dim the lights and go aaahhhhhh :biggrin:
Comment by patti — 2009/10/09 @ 19:13
I haven’t had a chance to do more than run run run! Get the boy from school, fix dinner, get him ready for bed, get up, drop him off, get ready for P.T., get tortured at P.T., pick up son from school, etc. It never ends!
But the candle…I think I can do that. And it’ll be a nice, refreshing change from little boy farts.
Comment by DaGoddess — 2009/10/09 @ 19:24