Hairapy

And now for a little distraction...

I've inherited much of my hair's personality from my mother. A little unruly.. a lot dry..a bit of frizz. I don't have a "bad hair day". I have a "good hair day" and then every other day is a matter of trying to recreate conditions to have another good one... with very little success.

This sad fact has come to my attention because today happens to be an excellent hair day. My hair dried perfect.. it's soft, shiny.. and is laying down like it's supposed to. A perfect hair day. WOW. And what was my most excellent plans for this evening.. hot date? Photo shoot? Some gala affair where perfect hair is a prerequisite for entrance?

Alas.. it was me in the laundry room for most of the evening and grabbing a bite to eat with my one of my bestest friends, attired in my laundry pants.

Sigh...God's time is an amazing thing, isn't it?

Ok.. that's it. No more posts about my hair. I promise.