ManHo Cho is in the Know

**UPDATE** Blogger can suck my ass. It completely fucked up the layout I had set up for this post. To use Avi's new favorite word: cockslapping monkeyfuckers!!

This morning I called ManHo Cho up to see when he could fit me in for a much needed hair therapy session. Much to my surprise, he said that he could fit me in at 8:00 pm. Normally he is at the gym by then, so I knew that he was skipping his workout sessions to stay late and work on my nasty follicles. The following is a rundown of what was discussed in this evening's fun and games:

• I finally fessed up to ManHo that he was a much featured and highly commented upon figure in my blog. Of course, I also had to describe what a blog is after he told me that he owns a computer, but hasn't turned it on in over six months and doesn't know how to check e-mail.


• ManHo Cho thinks that his blog identity is hilarious.


• ManHo is getting married. To Red Lobster Boy. Seriously. Next spring. I am invited to the wedding and I have never been to a gay wedding before.
  
• The words Gay Wedding just have a fun connotation.


• I have a feeling that I will get at least a dozen blog topics by attending the matrimony of ManHo Cho and Red Lobster Boy.


• When they get married, I'm gonna have to change his name, since he can no longer be a ManHo. I am thinking of ideas and open to suggestions


• I wanted to go dark again. He talked me out of it. We compromised and he was right as usual. I am going to try and post a pic of my new hair below.


• Somehow.... we ended up talking about sex again. I told ManHo that I would totally do him. He said he would do me right back. I responded with a resounding "yeah, if you liked vagina." That made us both crack up so loudly that other people stopped what they were doing and stared at us.


• One of the other hairdressers made me show her my shoes. I guess that's my reputation. I have had worse ones.


• ManHo got a new car. A Mercedes Benz 4-seater convertible: black on silver. It's fucking hot as hell. I called him a bitch. He rebutted by saying: "yeah, but now I be looking like a rich bitch." I'm jealous.


• I am having a tough time with the upcoming birthday. I told ManHo that my hubs said that I don't look my age and ManHo said I didn't either. He must have sensed that I wasn't buying it because he then said: "you already tipped me, so you know it come from da heart."


• I responded with: "yeah? Well when my husband says it, it comes from the Hard On."


• More laughter ensued and I fell down. I do that a lot around him.


• ManHo is getting hitched at his friend's house. By house, I mean giant mansion on Lake Erie. By giant mansion, I mean that it was featured in a VERY RITZY magazine devoted to living on the water. Seriously loaded. The house is amazing. I don't know that I have ever been this excited to go to a wedding. I hope there are drag queens.


• I always end up leaving the salon looking like a cross between a porn star and a Texas Beauty Pageant contestant. ManHo abides by the old adage "the bigger the hair, the closer the God."


• Oh and a big congratulations to ManHo for being the #1 stylist in the company. The salon that he works at has stores all over the country and he is the top stylist for the last six months. Pretty cool.


• I have been invited to go to a gay bar with ManHo and RL Boy. I hope we go sometime soon.....
  

So I tried to take the pics of my new hair by myself, but it didn't really work too well:

I look kinda mean here. I mean, I am mean, but it usually doesn't show on the outside...

So I asked my hubs to help me. I told him to get some close up pics of mah new hair so that I could share it with all of you. I think that he really wishes that I quit sharing myself with all of you. I told him that I only get four readers a day. Shhhhh...... I know it's eight, but we don't have to tell him. So this is what I got when I asked him to take a picture of my new hair:





Thanks Honey!!!! That is NOT my hair.


OK, let's try this again:

Please ignore the fact that I am not wearing any make-up. Look at the hair. It doesn't show up as well as I had hoped, but it is a gorgeous color and very flattering for my light eyes. ManHo gave himself props for being such a great colorist. Seriously, I LOVE IT!!! I wanted to go a very rich, dark brown, almost black, but he talked me out of it and I'm glad. The color down is what I like to call Caramel Macchiatto. Seriously. It is much better than the almost platinum blond that I had it, my roots won't look so trailer trash within two weeks and I was getting SICK of the old color. Normally I change either my color or style at least once a year, more often in my youth. I have had this exact same "do" for over two years now and I am thrilled with the change.

What do you guys think?