yesterday, a minor miracle or perhaps it was a natural disaster occured in my bathroom. right before my very eyes as i was running the mystery spooj through my hair, my hair went from ok to entirely too long and doofy for words.
but that will be all fixed today, i’m getting my hair cut. sadly, i won’t be able to show you. sister #4 is off traipsing around italy with my digital camera (no, i’m not bitter at all).
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Traipsing? Sounds entirely too cavalier and fancy-free.
Perhaps the bitterness would be tamed if you could imagine her trudging through the muddy country side, lugging a can marked “Petrol” and a bent parasol.
Heh… Parasol…