We have reached a compromise!
I want to cut my hair like this: [click here].
Maybe shorter.
And Matt hates my hair short.
He turned on the TV this afternoon and a movie was on with Winona Ryder sporting a pixie cut.
He said, "She's so cute."
I said, "But SHE has short hair!"
"That's the way I'm getting mine cut!"
He said, "No."
I said, "Yes."
He shook his head in annoyance.
And then I came up with a brilliant plan!
I told him that I would make a deal with him that I would only get my hair in a pixie cut if I had six pack abs.
And he grunted.
Which means "I'll consider it."
It's a win-win, really.
He gets a wife with a six pack and a pixie cut.
I get my pixie cut and awesome abs.
I get my pixie cut and awesome abs.
Since I don't wear midriff bearing tops and you most likely won't see me in a bikini, just know that if you see me with a pixie cut that I've got a six pack going on.
(Either that or I have just come up with the perfect plan to convince the public at large that I actually have six pack abs in place of my Pillsbury Dough Boy belly.)
I'm an evil genius.
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You can see the rest of this session here under "Brewington Family".
1 comments:
Or you could tell Matt, that if HE had a six pack, then you would keep your hair longer. You wouldnt get your pixie cut, but you would get a husband with a six pack.
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