I got my hairs highlighted today. Living upstairs from a hairdresser is the awesomest thing ever. I woke up from my nap, stumbled downstairs, and got highlights. While they processed, we sat on her couch and gossiped and watched trashy TV. . [img]
http://web1.twitpic.com/img/23970608-12d779318e4afdfb87bcd2c01a017416.4a89bbe5-scaled.jpg[/img] .Excuse the myspace whore pose, I was trying to get into the sunlight.
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.