Hairs

My hairs are a little more likeable today. It looked pretty cute this morning when I left the house, but this afternoon it has a mind of it's own. It's trying to do this turned-under matron of honor look. I'm not about flipped out hair, curly hair, or turned under hair for myself. I like it straight. I like it ratted up at the crown (very big hair) and I like my hair to be straight on the end. It's not so hard, is it?

Clemsongirl is most correct- it does not need to be touching my shoulders. It needs to be past my shoulders or above my shoulders but not ON MY SHOULDERS. I'm going to stick it out and give it 2 weeks.

Thanks, everyone, for the nice words of reassurance. I aim to please, and I don't want anyone thinking of me with ugly hairs. I need your mental image of me to be just right.

I have a new friend coming to live with me (hopefully soon). I showed it's picture to my co worker this morning, and she says, "Don't you already have one just like it?"

My retort, "What are you, MY HUSBAND?" She is correct, I do have a zebra purse- but it is red. Red and hot pink are not at all the same. Not at all. However, this is exactly what Daddylicious is going to say when he see's the purse. (Or, maybe we won't tell him and he'll just think that it's the purse he got me for Christmas? Yes. That's a good plan.)

It was only $34 on eBay. I've been a really good girl, and I've had this whole surgery thing and my hairs not turning out the way I expected to. Really, it's the least that could come of it. In fact, there might be more. We'll have to wait and see.