Things and Stuff

I've been meaning to post but I wanted to have pictures...I guess I'll just post without them.

I met a new neighbor a while back. She's older, maybe in her 70s. She has a little dog, he's older too, but not so friendly. Anyway, we're supposed to keep our pets on a leash. She has one of those long cables that you can anchor in the ground. So the day after I met her, I thought she looked different. I didn't stare and she was on the phone so I didn't pay much attention. Well later that day she approached me to tell me that she had fallen that night. She had a big bandage above her eye and she was black and blue. She told me that she had gotten tangled in the dog's cable and fell on the concrete, ouch. But that is not the point of this story. This story is about my husband. Sometimes I really can't understand men. I told him the story about our neighbor. So later when he saw her he asked me if she was wearing a helmet. "Really" I said. "Your mom's a hairdresser for old ladies, it's a hair wrap". Maybe I can sneak a picture of her, she's got this one wrap that's black with neon green designs...it looks like a biker wrap!