Thursday, February 28, 2008
Please pray for my hairdresser. Email all your friends, tell them to send their healing energy. My hairdresser put her back out and she can’t stand up long enough to cut my hair. I am starting to look like Eraserhead. The more stressed I get, the bigger my hair gets. It is as tall as John Wayne’s hat. It is almost a Marge Simpson (just not blue). This morning I lost a cheese blintz in my hair. My hairdresser had to cancel my appointment last week. She just called to cancel again this week. She said she has some good drugs and she can probably cut my hair next week. Pray that her drugs are really good. I have to go, my hair wants a sandwich and a massage. Thanks for your help.