if i’d blinked i’d have missed him. bh came in late last night, like so late it was really almost this morning. and had to be returned to the airport at noon. so he’s once again gone. and to fill the void he left me with the original corn chip.
that my children want to eat. and maybe – just maybe – i’ll let them lick the inside of one of the bags when i’m done – if they’re good.
*insert some sort of transition of your own here*
i’m in a bit of a quandary. a hair quandary. i know i’ve shown off c14’s curls. i think they are fantastic. very charming. and for those of you who might be wondering where he got them…
but where he’s embraced his curls, there’s a bit of a love/hate relationship going on with mine. bh loves them and i think i might hate them. except sometimes, when i like them. and in the picture they’re actually fairly tame. i’ve been researching how to care for curly hair, cuz the frizz is more than i can take. and for those of you who might be wondering how come i seem to be so shocked by these curls it’s probably because it is somewhere around 300 times more humid here than it was in colorado and my hair is approximately 3 ft. longer than i normally keep it. no, really. when this whole move thing came up my very first thought was who will cut my hair in thailand. so i immediately quit cutting it. and let it grow. and i still have no idea who could cut my hair here. or if i want it cut.