I had a good hair day today! Usually my hair looks decent the first 30 minutes of the day, then it goes super-flat super-quickly. Other times it will look awful all day, and just as I’m getting ready for bed I’ll look in the mirror and say, “That was supposed to be it.” Anyway, today at noon I looked in the mirror and was pleasantly surprised! Other people witnessed this miracle, perhaps? I couldn’t take a picture of it, though, because by the time I got home to the camera it was too late. Flat City.
I give you instead, this picture of my back. I eat breakfast in front of the computer every morning, and when I have an itchy back, I reach for the cup-o-pens and scratch away with the dull end of a pen. Scratch-scratch-scratch- ahhhhhh. Today I wasn’t paying attention when I grabbed the pen and then wondered why it was so dang hurty. Oh.
Hmmm…. I’m becoming as weird as Brad, what with all these body shots. I’ll stop now. My second ink story is that today when I was carefully wiping off the marker off of a canister lid that the children were tracing so that they wouldn’t get marker all over them, I got marker all over my white shirt. Oh, well – at least my hair looked good!
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