It'll Grow Back, Right?

Did I forget to mention that I got my hair cut? Oops. Well, sometime last week, Uncle Roddy finally fit me into his busy schedule and mom drove me up to his salon in Sugarhouse. I wasn't expecting a huge change, but oh did I get one. Rod just trimmed my hair about an inch, but he chopped my bangs. Chop!! I was pretty mortified at first, because my bangs no longer parted in the middle, they fell straight across my forehead. I'll get a picture up here as soon as I find my camera cord (see previous post) but until then, you'll just have to imagine. (Unless you've already seen me -eh hem- Clint:) Although I didn't ask for this kind of haircut, I have grown to love it.

Gone

Don't you love it when cords go missing? Especially the kind of cords that connect your camera to your computer. The kind that, without it, you can't load pictures onto your blog. Pictures of you and your cousin having a ball in IKEA. It's just kind of frustrating, you know? It feels like you've lost your mind because you lost something so important to the success of your blog and you feel like you can't go on without it. Cords are stupid. Why can't technology be wirelessly synced? And controlled by our minds?       I ask too much.