The baseball team had a character-building experience and split their double-header yesterday (sigh). Last night's babysitter felt she was entitled to leave a mess and throw in a movie at 8:00 last night when she should have been cleaning up children and putting them to bed on a school night and didn't do her job (growl). It's about to rain because who needs to get anything done outside these days and Bruce and Peter Parker keep arguing over who gets the sword and who should sit by the Batman placemat and won't stop fighting because they were up too late last night and did I mention that our normally dependable babysitter sucks?
I got dressed this morning and discovered that because of my nasty perspiration problem that went too long untreated most of my short-sleeved shirts are unwearable due to sweat stains. Do I want to go shopping? Not so much. Do I want to have yellow armpits all summer? Negative. Will I mostly whine and blog about it? Looks like it.
The only thing that can make a post like this less tedious irritating and complainy is a little humor with a Friday Flashback new feature I'm adding so you can learn more about my torrid past.
Today's Friday Flashback: A Hair Story
Like most stories, this one begins well.
A young girl had lovely brown hair.
Until one day her mother took her to the local beauty college for a haircut. The student was new and inexperienced and should've been expelled for what she did. The results were damaging.
The girl tried to grow it out, but everyone still thought she was a boy.
So she tried growing it out some more and ended up with a mullet.
In middle school there occurred a period of unfortunate attempts to conceal her bad hair.
She took a scissors to herself in high school and declared a "do-over."
Then came a time of Great Experimentation with Spiral Perms and Hair Color.
She posed as a redhead through most of college.
(The fact that the chemical straightening of said permed hair combined with constant coloring didn't make her hair break off at the roots is nothing short of shocking.)
These were known as the Glory Days of High Maintenance Hair.
But then she grew weary of all the effort and quit coloring and curling and blow drying and just asked for a good haircut. Her story does have a Happy Ending after all!