Since it seems I totally outdid myself on my last title, my brain is now suffering from a serious lack of catchy titles. Not that I ever suffered from an abundance of catchy titles, but, well…anyways.
I’m glad you all enjoyed my Lion Mane hair (as a friend in highschool called it…I think he was just crushin’ on me back then because I was all sorts of hotness with that hair!); I have a cousin whose hair was even BIGGER than mine, but I couldn’t find a picture of her. Next trip to Chicago may require me hunting through pics there or bribing her mom with one. Photographic evidence of her hair should be put in the Smithsonian or a time capsule. And yes, I was jealous and wanted my hair as big as hers. Don’t laugh because y’all know you wanted to have the biggest hair in your school, too. Or the best tight-rolled pants (aka peg-legged pants). Or the Z.Cavaricci pants with the most belt loops.
I did have a point…or so I thought.
Apparently my brain is suffering from a severe lack of blogging material, too.