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Jay Leno, Here We Come

What a weekend! Tonight we have tickets to go to see Jay Leno so be looking for us. Looking back, I should have left my hair pink so maybe they would think we are younger than we look and pick us out to sit on the front row. We are wearing our Depends in case we do get up front and don’t want to look like “old foggies” that have to get up and head to the bathroom, halfway through the show. Ha. Tomorrow there is a huge car show in Glendale, which is the town right next to Pasadena and Paul Revere and the Raiders are singing on stage. Now, I know, they must be old, as they were singing when I was a teen ager. So Randy is all excited about tomorrow. Cars and Paul Revere, all in the same day. He has the whole day planned already. Luckily, since getting my hair cut yesterday, there is only about 2″ of hair on my head, so I can sleep a little longer as I won’t have to do anything to my it. Just get out of bed, shower and blow dry my hair, which should only take about 2 min…1 min per inch. My hair is officially shorter than Randy’s so it takes him longer to get ready than it does me. But….it makes the perfect cut for riding in a convertible. I have to tell you about last night. We go to eat our traditional Thursday night Mexican food but decided to try a different restaurant. When we pulled into the parking lot, they charged us $2.00 to park, so Randy pulls out $2.00 and hands it to the nice young man and he tells us where to park the car. After parking the car, we walked across the parking lot, having to pass the young man who took our money and Randy says to him, “does the $2.00 pay for you to watch our car to be sure nothing happens to it?” Oh my gosh, I was so embarrassed. The young man answered him by saying, “your not in Mexico sir, just a Mexican restaurant”…..I loved his comeback! But now I am too embarrassed to go back there, so guess we are now on another quest to find good Mexican food and hopefully we will be able to continue going back there unless Randy gets us thrown out of that parking lot.

2 thoughts on “Jay Leno, Here We Come

  1. Thanks for the laughs, Trudy!

    I can relate to hair color (been there done… that a couple of times..(not red but other colors different than blond)…and especially the 2 inch hair cut!!!

    Many years ago I went to the gal that always cut my hair. Well…I found out she was in the middle of a divorice as she was cutting (cutting, cutting ,cutting) my hair. I interrupted her a couple of times and said..I think you are getting my hair too short. “No”, she said…”it is just looking that way because it is wet”.

    She is upset as she tells me details of the divorce…and yes..still CUTTING! Finally her story was over…and yes…so was the hair cut.
    I came home and cried and cried! My wonderful, compassionate, understanding (not!) husband said…”you look like you have a pea head on your body”.

    My hair was too short to get a curling iron in it…about 2-3 inches all over my head.
    It was (of course) Christmas time…I went and got a wig at KMart (they sold them WAY back when).

    A couple months later a friend said “I am sure your hair is grown out enough you don’t need to keep the wig on”. I took the wig off…she said ( with a shocked tone), “Oh..keep it on!”

    What we don’t go through as women! I have driven other hairdressers crazy as I always say “don’t cut it too short…make sure and don’t cut it too short” many times.

    Miss seeing you at church. Sounds like you are coping well…better than I probably could.
    Love ya!
    Rita

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    1. Hi Rita, i read your story to some friends we had over last night and they were cracking up! You are so funny! Thanks for sharing that with me! I miss seeing you also! We are doing well and the Lord has been so faithful to us in helping us feel at home here! Great people have opened up their hearts and homes to us so we feel blessed!

      Sent from Trudy K iPhone

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