August 21, 2008
I colored my hair last night, and now I look like Harriet from small wonder circa 1985, bangs and all.
let’s just say, it was not the look I was going for.
Berlyn met some very nice horses the other day.
They all came over to greet her, and look at her with their giagantic eyeballs.
Berlyn was a bit unsure. She kept shaking her head “no” and clinging on to me.
But then she made a friend with this nice fellow, and pet him on his sweet little horsie cheek.
And mom realized that her sweat pants are very unflattering, and she will try to not leave the house when she wears them.
This sign is up all over my neighborhood.
The cold truth is little Billy, if I find your snake while I’m out walking my dog and baby, I will either throw my shoe at it, while keeping my eyes firmly shut, or run home as fast as I can and lock the door, because snakes are smart, and can probably work a door knob.