I would post a picture if I had one.....

I have written before about my hair and the unruliness of it.

This morning I had little to no time when getting ready. To top it off, I didn't have time to wash my hair last night. So, this morning I washed my hair and came to terms with the fact that I didn't have time to dry it or straighten it.

I grabbed some gel and a hairdryer and worked until the dampness left. I pulled some up out of my face and fastened it back.

I put Miss L on the bus, grabbed Mr. B's backpack and we headed for the door.

We started down the road and realized that the brown Nike flip flops that I had worn outside to the bus were still on my feet.

That would be great except for the fact that I was heading to work and I was wearing black and white "dress clothes".

I turned around and headed back to the house, grabbed some new shoes and jumped back into the truck.

It was at this time that Mr. B said, "Momma, why is your hair all crazy?".

I said, "What do you mean?"

To which he replied, "It is all curly and crazy...."

Hhhmmm, I thought, "crazy", not exactly a nice descriptive word.....

"Do you think it looks bad?"

And without a moments hesitation, he said, "YES!"

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He might be on to something considering my friend, Becky, just brought me lunch and when she hit the door she started laughing.....

And Manda, you know how I said that I thought that big hair was a prerequisite for living in Texas..? I could so totally live there.