Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Where am I?

Today was errand day at the Peterson household.  We got insurance for the family van we recently inherited, picked up a few things at the dollar store for Becca and Rob's wedding (wohoo!), and stopped by Cost Cutters for a haircut for Brett.

Cost Cutters.  I am very suspicious of this place.

I've only been inside twice.  The first time, Brett was getting his hair cut by the usual, talkative, kind hairdresser.  She was about our age.  She was jabbering on and on (which I never really mind because I don't know what I'm supposed to say in such situations anyway, so it's better that the other person does the talking), and it didn't take long to figure out that she lived in a small town just twenty minutes from where we live.  As the monologue continued, we found out that this small town was actually the town Brett's dad grew up in.  A few minutes later...wait, what?..."you bought my cousin's old place...?"  Yes, folks.  Brett's hairdresser lived in one of his cousin's old homes.  They both thought it was the coolest thing ever.  I was starting to wonder exactly how small Clay County, South Dakota really is.

We went back today.  Brett went into Cost Cutters while I made a quick run into the dollar store.  When I got back to Cost Cutters, Brett's cut had already begun.  I quickly tuned into the conversation he was having with his new hairdresser.

"Yeah...well see, I'm a Hisel."

"So...we're related?!"

My jaw just dropped.  You have got to be kidding me.  That's two for two, friends.  Who knows who will do our hair the next time we enter Cost Cutters.  I don't know about you, but this is very strange for someone who spent most of her life in Tulsa, Oklahoma.  I suppose I'll get used to it eventually (though part of me secretly hopes that never happens).

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