As I wait for the boys to arrive, I decided to fiddle with my hair. All I have to say is that I'm amazed at what hairspray can do...and the bigger I make my hair, the more I start to feel a bit like my good ol' pal Jessica S. Of course, I bet Jessica S. wouldn't be caught dead wearing a wife beater to the beach while getting crunk on a box of wine. Maybe I can become the white trash version!
We're baaaaaaack
