Yes, I know there’s much more important things going on in the world than Dory growing out her hair.
At least 3 times a week I pick up my phone to text Cathy to make an appointment to cut it all off. Then I put it down and resolve to wait until at least April to make any drastic moves.
With Sassy Glasses
Now, on to more important things than my hair.
Why does the wine box always run out on the Friday that’s not payday? How does it know?!
The girls getting a little sun after holing up in the coop for two days of single digit temperatures
As I picked up my Box O’ Wine off the shelf tonight at HyVee, I was reminded of very often seeing Mom’s jug of Carlos Rossi or Mogan David on the bottom shelf of the fridge and thinking, why would she drink that stuff. Well, Mama, I get it now; I TOTALLY FREAKING GET IT.
I’m digging away the top one inch of my lawn, putting down lawn fabric, and covering it with new stone. Every bucket of dirt I bring back must be meticulously gone through for worms and other likewise tasty morsels.
**scratch scratch, back up, look, peck peck peck, repeat**