Nicole's Notes

I have to give props to Lisa, my super hairdressing guru, who recommended this particular shampoo/conditioner/leave-in treatment. I really do think it made me hair grow faster (of course, how many times have I cut all my hair off and seen how long it takes to return?) (That's a rhetorical question).

So right now my haircut looks rather butch. But as soon as it's long enough, it's Pat Benatar city! Woohoo!

I can't believe how much time short short short hair shaves (pun intended) off in my getting ready for work routine! 2 minutes after I'm out of the shower, my hair is dry and I'm good to go.

Since the weather has finally warmed up here, our cat is shedding. Plus, I've been taking her on "walks" (well, more like "sits") outside and she's terrified of the traffic on Weston Street. It's also known as Rte 20... it runs from our house to Buffalo. Well, technically it runs past our house to some unidentified spot to the east(ish). Gotta love living in a city that was built before that whole "grid layout" thing caught on. Anyhow, in her fear, Penny sheds fur like nobody's business.

Monday is the Boston Marathon, which is a big deal at my office. We shut down at noon for a big cookout and to watch the runners go by (they go right down Washington Street, where I work). Usually, by the time we get out there, the leaders of the wheelchair pack have gone by, but there are still some swooshing by. Man, those things go fast. Wouldn't want to hit a slightly raised manhole cover at those speeds.

And then, a while later, the runners start appearing. They don't seem to be moving fast (after the wheelchairs), but they're very skinny in that endurance sports kind of way. You know what I mean. It's spooky to be eating a burger watching them go by. You feel like they might prefer that to one of the boring cups of water.

They'll need water this year - the weather forecast is calling for sun and lots of it. 75 or 80 degrees Fahrenheit, I heard. Last year it was damp and cooler. Not much fun for those of us watching, but probably better for the racers.

I feel like I know one of the runners. The guy who created the Fuck Cancer mugs that I thought were so funny is running, I guess (at least, so his online diary says), so I'll keep an eye out for him. Wonder what he likes on his burger?