Hairy

Why does my bank insist on asking me an "increased security question" when I log in? Like I'm really the only person on earth that could tell them what street I grew up on?

Tonight I have an appointment to get my nails done, in anticipation for getting my bridal pictures taken tomorrow. I think bridal pictures are a Utah phenomenon, because I had never heard of them until I moved here. I wasn't too keen on the idea to start with, and now that it's tomorrow I could really care less to have them taken. But our photographer includes it, and it seems dumb not to take advantage of that.

I guess this means that I will have to shave my legs. I haven't shaved in well over a year. I just don't like it. I might even say that I prefer my hairy legs over clean-shaven ones, but the truth is that I go through phases. And right now I'm in a hairy phase. And it's not that I'm opposed to shaving for our wedding, it's that I don't want to deal with the stubbly horror that is growing leg hair back out. So maybe I'll just have to be on a shaving kick for a while afterwards.

Wow, I just talked about body hair for an entire paragraph. I really have nothing to talk about, do I?

We did solve our dirt issue this past weekend, and we even sodded the entire area. Maybe I'll download some pictures and post them.

posted by Ami @ Monday, June 18, 2007