Snow sucks.

Shit. Damn. It's officially winter here. Had our first snow on Friday, just a dusting down here, but over two feet up in the mountains. I fucking hate Colorado. I wish I was back in Arizona, where summer extends through the middle of October and the coldest winter temperature is 70 degrees. But I digress.
Here are the results of the new haircut poll:

Number of people who think I have lost some major weight: 2
Number of people who thought it looked nothing like me: 3 (including mother in law)
Number of people who thought I looked hot: 2 (including brother)
Number of people who wondered where my nose went: 2
Number of people who thought I looked like an alien from the movie "Cocoon": 1 (Jamie, you're really fucked up)
Number of people who thought it made me look at least 10 years younger: 1 (great, now I look like I'm 10)
Number of people who thought I used someone else's picture: 1 (my grandmother. Granted, she's 84 and senile)
Number of people who couldn't distinguish their head from their ass: 1 (mother in law)

In other news, the little dude decided to really play with poop. I was drying my hair in the bathroom, came in and told me "I need to make poo-poo." I told him, great, let's sit on the toilet. He says "No, I made poo-poo." Okay, then let's change your diaper. I take it off, no poop. I tell him "There's no poop in your diaper!" He says 'No, I hide the poo-poo." Turns out he stuck his hand down his pants, pulled all the little poop nuggets out and hid them under the chair in my bedroom. Probably one of the most disgusting things I've ever had the unfortunate pleasure of cleaning up.
At least he didn't juggle with it. Or eat it.