Bad timing 1:<\/b> The very back\/bottom of my hair is much too long, and\u00a0has been for a while. I looked at my calendar two weeks ago and saw that my next haircut wasn’t ’til November 1st, so I thought I’d call and schedule a quick touch-up. I didn’t do that. I did, however, think to call this morning. Only now, of course, November 1st is only a week away, so making a special appointment seems a little silly. For the next seven days, I guess I’ll be sporting a girl mullet.<\/p>\n
Bad timing 2:<\/b> Back ache. Bad<\/i> back ache. Suddenly, as I got out of the car to walk into Kroger this morning. Actually, we<\/b><\/i> got out. Rich wanted to go with me to run errands (bank, Costco, Kroger), which is fine and all, but which really, really makes me feel like we’re his parents. (They go everywhere together. Everywhere<\/i><\/b>.) I admire them greatly, you understand, but they’re 85. We’re not 85 yet. So I may have been feeling a little more tension than absolutely necessary.\u00a0In any case, back ache today<\/b>. Chiropractor’s appointment tomorrow<\/b>. Their office is closed Tuesdays, so I can’t even beg them to move it up. Guess I’ll really get my money’s worth when I finally go. If I’m up and around.<\/p>\n
How to Help Your Team<\/a> 1:<\/b> Buy season tickets. Go to games. Cheer loudly. Applaud wildly.<\/p>\n