Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Hairdresser = Crack Dealer

That's what my husband said this morning.

My hairdresser was like a crack dealer.  Apparently I'm addicted to him.


He said I should just let him do my hair - it would be cheaper and he could do a better job.

Yeah, like I'm going to let him cut and color my hair!!!

He said that my visits to my hairdresser every 6 weeks was an addiction that needed an intervention.

He said; "I'm just trying to be a lovin' husband.  Help me help you"!

Oh My God but that man makes me laugh!

Btw - it's 7:30 in the morning and it's 101F.

And there is a wicked Shamal going on outside.

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