Mornings at My House
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I had one of THOSE mornings. You know what I'm talking about. I went upstairs and Gay Boyfriend announced that my morning hair looked "extra special" and snapped a picture. 
You see how pretty I am in the morning? Just in case there was any question about my inherent beauty. I think my hair looks not that bad. The bags under my eyes? Yeah. Bad.
The best part of the morning was my hot, hot shower. Lovely. And while I'm in the shower, I usually plan what I'm going to put on my body. Brown tights, long brown skirt, white turtleneck sweater and brown boots. I've got the brown stuff on but the sweater? There's a hole in it. So, I'm half dressed and digging around in the dungeon room (unheated) for my sewing box, my hair is dripping wet and I can't find it. Plan B. Black tights, short grey skirt and black turtleneck sweater. Okay. Fine. Off with the brown, on with the black.
And then the toilet decides to overrun. I have no water pressure down there, so it happens sometimes, but this morning? I did not need that this morning. Kiki is crying like she does every morning because she thinks that I should pet her non-stop for about a half hour when she gets up. I try to put her eye drops in and she jumps completely over my shoulder and scratches my collarbone. I give up on the drops.
I go to take my medicine? And drop it in the sink. It was my last one. This is NOT good. And of course, it's like 20 below and my car was cold.
But my hair looks fabulous. And that is the balm to my soul this morning.
You see how pretty I am in the morning? Just in case there was any question about my inherent beauty. I think my hair looks not that bad. The bags under my eyes? Yeah. Bad.The best part of the morning was my hot, hot shower. Lovely. And while I'm in the shower, I usually plan what I'm going to put on my body. Brown tights, long brown skirt, white turtleneck sweater and brown boots. I've got the brown stuff on but the sweater? There's a hole in it. So, I'm half dressed and digging around in the dungeon room (unheated) for my sewing box, my hair is dripping wet and I can't find it. Plan B. Black tights, short grey skirt and black turtleneck sweater. Okay. Fine. Off with the brown, on with the black.
And then the toilet decides to overrun. I have no water pressure down there, so it happens sometimes, but this morning? I did not need that this morning. Kiki is crying like she does every morning because she thinks that I should pet her non-stop for about a half hour when she gets up. I try to put her eye drops in and she jumps completely over my shoulder and scratches my collarbone. I give up on the drops.
I go to take my medicine? And drop it in the sink. It was my last one. This is NOT good. And of course, it's like 20 below and my car was cold.
But my hair looks fabulous. And that is the balm to my soul this morning.
16 comments:
Lord, girl. I am NOT AWAKE ENOUGH for the brightness of your blog *blinking sleepily* The limey-mclimerson lime green just shot through my eyeballs and into mah brain! MAH. BRAIN. Word.
I dig your hair. It's sexy. ME-OW! I'd totally do you.
:-)
We got hit last night with the cold wind you got first! 7 more days until Spring, my foot!
That's your morning hair?
It's actually pretty good. I wake up looking like Amy Winehouse on a particularly fierce bender.
Sorry about the crappy morning but at least your hair looks nice.
"Kiki is crying like she does every morning because she thinks that I should pet her non-stop for about a half hour when she gets up."
I'm the same way.
Oh, and the robe over the sweats? Tres chic.
I also think your hair looks pretty dang good. I would NEVER post a picture of my own bed head; it would break people's computers! However, since you posted the "before" shot, how come we didn't get the "after" with the cute outfit and GREAT hair?
FOXY LADY!!!!!!!!!
Giving a cat eyedrops is no picnic. Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt. I used to sit on the floor, clamp'er between my knees, and then I'd have both hands free for head-grappling.
Sex on a stick lady, sex on a stick. I look like a fraggle in the morning.
Wow! You look perfectly coiffed! Does anyone else always think coiffed sounds naughty?
The robe looks so fluffy. Warm and fluffy.
Hey! Your hair looks damn good! I look like a swamp monster in the morning. It's why the kid's won't open their eyes in the morning. They don't want to be traumatized.
You've never looked sexier to me.
That robe is ALMOST like a Snuggie... it's just on backwards.
Am I the only one who finds it disturbing that anyone in the world is up earlier than you are? And the fact that Gay Boyfriend is also able to operate a camera at that hour? Scary.
Awesome hair!
The hair looks good... hell, you look good altogether! I look like HELL when I wake up in the morning.
I almost don't actually believe this was first thing in the morning... I thought cold, challenging mornings were supposed to suck. But you make it look so easy...
I love the hair! and mornings like that? Should be shot. SHOT. Anything that could go wrong, does. It's mornings like that where I take a deep breath, drive slowly to work (to give me some peace time) and make a Starbucks run.
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