Christmas is over.
It was wonderful. Exhausting, but wonderful.
My house looks like a pack of rabid wolves ransacked it, got all liquored up, partied hard until the cows came home, partied with the cows and then skedaddled, with the cows, before the cops came busting in.
Wait a second.
My house doesn’t look much better, though.
And for the record, I’m not calling myself a cow.
Out loud, anyway.
Today, I looked in the mirror and to my horror, found yet another white strand of hair on my head, despite coloring my hair no more than two weeks ago.
My letter to Santa asking for a stylin’ natural brunette ‘do must have gotten lost in the mail. Stupid post office.
So in honor of the burgeoning skunk line atop my head, I present to you: Grey’s Anatomy – Home Edition, on this second installment of Sunday Regurgitation at The Creative Junkie,
I’m off to Target to buy up every single box of hair color on their shelves.
Or a razor.