I'm sorry you missed Gothmas, pobrecita, but if it's any consolation you weren't the only one. About half the people we invited ended up cancelling due to inclement weather or random laziness. The consequence of this is that we now have waaaaaaaay too much leftover food, so I demand that you come over at the next possible date for leftover bruschetta and tiramisu.

Also, I know how you feel on the hair note. I keep really wanting to just shave mine off but then I get scared that no one will hire someone who looks so disreputable, so I keep postponing it to the point that it's getting to mullet lengths.