I have finally figured out how to get Ole Boy’s real opinion. Like many new discoveries, I happened upon it accidently. Yesterday morning while drying my hair, I realized I hadn’t rinsed the conditioner out of my hair. (That could be a whole different blog for a whole ‘nother day.) I had two choices: Get back in the shower and start all over or deal with it. As it was less than 10 minutes before time to leave, I dealt with it.
On the way out the door, I said, “I think I forgot to rinse the conditioner out of my hair.” He looked up and said, “Yeah, you are a little frizzy today!”
The normal response to any question about my hair or clothes is, “Yes, you look fine!” Which, to me, is the equivalent of the ever-sarcastic “yes, Dear” response. The “fine” answer is sometimes given without his even taking a look. So, in order to get a true opinion, I must remember to not ask directly, but to make an off-handed remark, and he will feel safe enough to critique. (Meaning, of course, that I won’t throw myself on the floor and wail in despair because of his requested feedback.)
Photo challenge reminder!
I plan to post mine tomorrow. It’s supposed to be a beautiful day, and I have already started putting the bug in Ole Boy’s ear for us to go play. If you want to participate, you can post a picture for any or all letters. Tomorrow, I’m going to try and use Mr. Linky for an easy way to join…we’ll see how that turns out.