You know the saying "You can never go home again"?
This is one of those stories.
I didn't make a new year's resolution this year, but clearly I should have.
I should have said: This year, I promise to be less impetuous.
I should have said: This year, I will think before acting.
I should have said: This year, I will not make major decisions on a lark.
And I sure as hell should have said: If for some reason, I decide to shave off all my hair, I really, really shouldn't be so generous as to let my husband hold the clippers.
Now my Grandma is totally gonna think I'm a skinhead.
That is all.