This evening we are doing family pictures with my family here in Wyoming. You all know that I can hardly be bothered to brush my hair, let alone do anything to it. But for family pictures, I usually try to put forth a little effort. (Yes, I know I wore a baseball cap at last week's pictures, but I didn't realize we were doing pictures!)
Anyway, this afternoon I took a shower and then used my sister's hair dryer. I have probably blow dried my hair less than ten times in the almost ten years that Todd and I have been married. So it probably shouldn't have surprised me quite so much when I wandered into the bedroom wearing a towel to *ahem* wake Todd up from a nap.
I draped myself on the bed next to him as he woke up drowsily and we had this conversation:
Him: Why are you wearing a towel?
Me: Because I just took a shower.
Him: But your hair is dry.
Me: (Bemused) Because I used a blow dryer.
Him: Do you have a fever?
Me: (A little put out.) No.
Him: (Confused) Do I have a fever?