Next, the picture of me with red highlights. I asked my husband to take this picture this morning, and he STILL hasn't noticed either the haircut (and trust me, I looked like an overgrown tree yesterday morning) or the color change. Then again, maybe it isn't that noticeable...it certainly can't hold a candle to the 16 different colors of red that Glamourous Gabrielle has in her locks. But then again, I wasn't striving for this -- it was a surprise. Looking at this picture reminds me that while I was standing in line for 15 min. at the post office the other day, the woman behind me was wondering how many of our tax dollars go to print and distribute the pile of FBI's most wanted posters that hang in every post office in the United States. She was also wondering how many people ever look through that pile -- and how many most wanteds are caught because somebody in line for 15 minutes at the post office looked through them and recognized one. Well, at least the 15 min. went fast while I was having this conversation.
Time to make the donuts.