I Don't Need Your Permission!

Hey there! We were chatting this morning about whether or not you need your spouse or sig. other's permission to cut your hair, and boy did we disagree. I say it's your hair on your body so you should do what you want with it. I mean, it's okay to ask your other's advice or input, but to specifically get permission is not neccessary! I think Chris started to see this, as his stance went from "permission" to "consult" to "make aware." See, there is a courtesy in making your other aware, making them feel included in your decision, and setting them up to be prepared if there's a big change involved. But ultimately, if you ask, and your spouse/other says no, then what do you do? You cater to them? Let them control you? Give up on your dream? I know that sounds dramatic, but that's what it seems like to me. If someone is that adament about you not changing your look, then that either makes them a control freak or superficial. Beauty lies within. If they can't love you for that, then it's time to move on. If my man wanted to go bald, I would hate it, but if that's what makes him happy, then I would just deal with it. Ultimately, I think it's a guy thing - they like ladies with long hair. Most of the ladies this morning agreed with me, but there were some folks who said marriage (or partnership) means making decisions together. But to me, two as one doesn't mean losing your individuality, right? Whew, this is getting too intense for me! Let's move on to more important things, like...

I cooked a turkey by myself this weekend! Okay, so it wasn't a full-boned gut-filled turkey, but it was a 5 1/2 lb. breast that I still had no idea how to cook. I asked my mother-in-law, and after she laughed for a few seconds, she stopped and said, "Oh, you're serious." So she told me, and after I figured out how to dump the meat into a pan without touching it (I DO NOT touch raw meat - ewwwwww), I popped it in the oven and let it do it's thing. I then forgot about it, but only by about 20 minutes longer than it should have cooked. But it's not burnt! It's not stuck to the bottom of the pan! It's not dry on the outside and raw on the inside. So for me, that's a success! Yay me! We're eating like kings! Or maybe jesters....

It's going to be a great day as I'm basting, I mean basking, in the glory over my victory in the kitchen. I hope you have a lovely day as well!