I may be a little paranoid and superstitious.. but.. the last time Rowdy (Sir Archibald Nubbly), my dog, got a haircut- the Flames lost to the Caps 4-3. Hubby had dropped Rowdy off at the groomers last night so he could get a haircut this morning, and when I found out I called the groomer. She was closing at 9 but she stayed open until 9:15 for me to come pick Rowdy up. No grooming allowed during playoffs! Hubby thinks I am nuts. He might be right..
I am getting zero done today at work today..