February 28, 2008
I want this hair (and also, we miss you Heath Ledger)
Michelle Williams at the 2006 Indie Spirit awards.
And now I am done talking about my hair. The end.
(Also, do any of you know about cream blush? Fill me in, please.)
Michelle Williams at the 2006 Indie Spirit awards.
And now I am done talking about my hair. The end.
(Also, do any of you know about cream blush? Fill me in, please.)
I’m turning 40 soon (does that make you nervous? because people get all wigged out when I say I AM TURNING 40, like 40 is some disease that might RUB OFF on them if I get too close). I’m not a midlife crisis kind of girl; I’m more of a mid-week or mid-morning type, because why save it up? Let’s just get it over with and move on. For me, 40 is just a really great excuse to have a party.
Or three.
I’m totally good with turning 40; I have a terrific marriage, two great kids, a nice house, an interesting career (of sorts). I also have terrific friends and family.
But I have TERRIBLE hair.
Charlie decided on Friday morning that what he really wanted for breakfast was hot chocolate. That was one too many things to ask me to do, so I said no, we’ll have it this weekend.
On Saturday, he came bouncing downstairs with his blanket hanging over his shoulder like a ragged toga and said, “I would like some HOT CHOCOLATE for breakfast.” Then he thought for a moment and added, “Please.”
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