It is truly distressing when, for an evening out, you attempt to make your hair look like this …
and instead it ends up looking like this …
It is truly distressing when, for an evening out, you attempt to make your hair look like this …
and instead it ends up looking like this …
I don’t want to be a dentist. I want to be…an interior decorator! Or a hair stylist! Or perhaps an ice skater since I grew up in the North Pole and all.
Hi SheilaOmalley or Red? is it? I wanted to tell you I stumbled upon your blog after experiencing some love madness myself. I specifically was googling the phrase:
“met him on a trip he emailed now what”..
which led to your story about the irish alpha male and the 4 days of waiting in madness for his email reply. This fact of how I found your blog has nothing to do with you comment above about your hair-do of course, but I had to get that off my chest! How random and funny that is.
Anyhoo, the marilyn to christmas character guy (the little boy in rudolph the red nosed reindeer xmas special who wants to grow up to be a dentist!) was hilarious. I laughed out loud, no internet cheesiness intended. I am so bummed that “laughed out loud” has become trite. But back to your blog- thanks and I am stoked to read more. i don’t have a blog but maybe I’ll start one. you have inspired me!
Ali in Cali, originally from Delaware (now THAT’s a moniker). and still pondering my boy who I met on a trip.
Ali – hahahaha Welcome!! The fact that you found that particular post about my Irish guy – a post where I was particularly INSANE – is so funny to me! That whole “met him on a trip” thing can always be a bit complicated, huh??
I, for one, never realized how close the line between Marilyn and Claymation is.
Even the worst hairdo is but a trivial detail when the girl is truly sublime.
Wow! You look just like the dentist in Rudolph’s story! Who knew?
So, even though your hair didn’t turn out the way you wanted it to, did you sing to yourself:
“Just put one foot in front of the other, and soon you’ll be walking out the doo ooo ooor!”
serenity – hahahahaha At least I wasn’t wearing little goofy claymation lederhosen. We can all take comfort in that!!
Why am I such a misfit?
I am not just a nit-wit
You can’t fire me – I quit!
I guess I’m better off alone.
My gosh… I may spend the next half-hour talking like Charlie-in-the-Box. I love love love that special! Long live Arthur Rankin and Jules Bass!