I am worried about my hair. My hair....of all things. On a planet where there is famine, a war, and evil. I am awake worried about becoming a brunette in the monring. That is ridiculous.
Just when I think I am deep.
Shit...embarrassing to admit.
Ok....
I will say this.
There are few things in my life I have control over. I mean honest control over...
My hair is one of the only things I get to pick. WOW!
I guess we will see if I have the guts to do it or not.
Right now, if I was a gambling man, I would place my bets on me walking out "the same"...
So.
I am also up, because Pink Ninja has a spring cold. Poor thing.
We ran out of tissue tonight. Poor kid. She does not want to use toilet tissue, "because it is for butts."
I am surprised she cannot smile her sickness away!
*HI DADDY*
1 comment:
Love the picture!
*hugs* to PInk Ninja over her cold. Spring/summer colds always seem so much worse than one in the winter.
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