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[Gman3388]

Yesterday W went with GF to get her hair done. Now in the course of one of the many phone calls she gave me she said that her hair appt went well etc etc. She had said to the stylist that she didn't care if her hair fell out because of all the crap she did to it (coloring, gel etc) Its just hair. Then she said to me that she didn't have anyone to impress....
mmmk
Later when I got home I looked at her hair style which looked really really nice! To which I said hey looks nice.
A few times she caught me looking at it and finally said you don't like it do you? I said what? your hair? Yes honey I like it.
W said well you aren't saying anything.
(Now she is the type where if you don't say that you like something 10 or 15 million times that she automatically assumes you don't like it.)
I again said "yes I like it cause you don't look like (bad slutty friend) anymore."
W said I dont look like (bad slutty friend)
Now I expected her to be mad at me for that comment but it was true.They could have been twins.
I said just because I don't say anything half a dozen times don't automatically assume I don't like it. I saw her look at me out of the corner of my eye and expected a night of cold shoulder but to my surprise her mood improved.
I again told her yes I like your hair because it reminds me of your hairstyle when we first met. To which she half smiled and looked away.
We goofed around some order pizza for dinner and got the kids off to their church group activities.
Durning the time they were gone she read her book while I watched TV. We joked around a little here and there.
She had said she was going to the bar (where she works) to show her mom her hair style after the kids go to bed. I validated her and thought you just cant stay away from that damn place even on your days off.
After we got the kids in bed and settled in for the night she left and I hoped on my computer for a little gaming.
She calls and hour later and says that mom is shooting her nasty looks cause she is having a bad night and W wanted a drink.
So she was going to another bar with bad slutty friend. I again validated and hung up.
ok honey whatever....
Soon after that I went to bed.
Interesting note: If you read back through my thread you would know about a suspected OM.... Seems my W borrowed his sweatshirt from work and it is in the back seat of her car.
interesting...