HAIR!

I really couldn't think of a title for this post, and when I typed that one, I immediately thought of my freshman year in college when we had a hall issue because people were leaving balls of hair the size of a human head in the shower stalls. It was disgusting. Ah, dorm living....

But this post is not about that at all. In fact, I have gotten a couple of messages from folks basically saying, "SHOW US YOUR NEW HAIR OR WE WILL COME TO YOUR HOUSE WITH A CLOWN MASK ON AND TAKE THE DAMN PICTURES OURSELVES. WHILE YOU SIT ON THE TOILET AND WEEP." Or you know, basically.

So here you go.

That is me, approximately 10 minutes ago. I'm sitting in my office. If you are feeling stalkerish, you can see my nesting doll beside of my head and the empty bulletin board behind my back (I'm going to put up some Spring schedules and such later this week, if you are worried about my lack of office decoration). I took this photo very quickly when I first got here while everyone else was still filing in because the front of my office is glass, and I haven't been here long enough for people to look away and disregard if they spotted me taking a picture of myself alone in my office.

So why are you lucky enough to get this picture today? Well, let me tell you. My mother in law was kind enough to sweep up around the house yesterday, and she found Alice's secret stash of stuff hidden underneath a chair in the dining room. In it was three memory cards, the adapter for the camera and my Nars Orgasm blush (which I just placed an order to Sephora for yesterday morning to replace) among other things. So now, I can get off the 511 pictures that were on the camera and upload them. To show my anger at Alice for doing this to us all, I will post this:

Yup, that's a picture of Alice watching Dora naked. Alice, do not mess with your mother. This is the digital age. Keep it up, Chubs, and there will be many more posts like this, or (GASP!) on Facebook. By the time I'm done, you will never be able to run for political office, nor will you ever be Miss America. So are you going to take my blush again? Or the camera supplies? That's what I thought.