Saturday: Hair cut, Company Party, Snuggles

[elfs]

After blowing up Omaha's vacuum cleaner, we hurtled up to Seattle for our monthly hair cutting session. Omaha went first while I rode herd on the girls, and they were both, well, little girls. Getting into everything, trying to run around in a very busy hair salon, "I'm thirsty!", "I have to go potty!", etc., etc., ad nausea. Kouryou-chan just went for a cut of her bangs and a little length off the back, just to clean up her split ends. Yamaarashi-chan, on the other hand, looked through a style magazine and decided she wanted a very nifty personalized style, with semi-symmetrical pageboy cuts down the sides and feathered bangs in the front. It looks really nice, and I'm pleased she chose it, because she has such a pretty face but she's been hiding it behind ratty bangs, and she was chewing on them so much that her saliva had softened her ends and merged them together into one big plasticky mass. The stylist cut those off immediately. Omaha and I are also teaching her how to take care of her hair because every time she comes over it's a ratty mess. Now, with the under-the-chin bob and across-the-shoulders length, it's easy for her to maintain and it's not likely to tangle.

A friend had asked me to be her escort-- or, as she put it, her "back-up cute guy"-- to her company's holidy party. I agreed before remembering that the company she works for is MicroSoft, and that the site for their company's party was going to be Seahawk's Stadium's Club Level. That is a huge place, and walking the length of it was tiring, even in my better shoes. I think one person recognized me as "Elf Sternberg." Blissfully, nobody wanted to talk shop. Even though it was a "suit and tie" affair, there were still some people not with the program and walking around in "casual" wear. The food was blah, but the music was good, at least from the "1940" swing band and the "1960" motown group. On the other hand, the "1970's" singer was only so-so, although her gold lame' dress with ruffle bundle as big as she was quite spectacular. The "1980's" DJ seemed to think that the 80's were epitomized by Supertramp and Rush-- arguable, I suppose, but hardly The Thompson Twins, Bananarama, Flock of Seagulls, or the Go-Gos. And apparently in "the future" we'll all sit in pods playing X-Box games and drinking martinis from plastic, glow-in-the-dark kitschy glasses.

Afterwards, we went back to her house where her daughters were still very much awake. We arrived around ten and they were just starting to watch Cinderella II. So we big good night to her babysitter and retreated to her living room to engage in some making out like teenagers, up to and including some serious heavy petting. Much fun, much innocent fun. Nothing too alarming, although we still kept it out of her kids' vision.

I was completely exhausted by the time I got home. I crawled into bed and fell promptly asleep.

Comments

oh your so lucky

[(Anonymous)]

man what i wouldnt have done to go to a microsoft office party man
man i went to an 2003 launch after partyand it was a blast
plusif i had gone to an office party like that i would have been passing out my buisness card cds to every body hehe since they got my resume on them hehe

[pixel39.livejournal.com]

Apparently when a child chews on his/her hair it's a sign of stress. Pity this particular piece of information hadn't come out yet when I was a child and chewing on my hair so much that I'd pulled a significant bit of it *out*.