Vanilla

Arina was whining yet again today. Marc told her, "If you have a problem, I can solve it," in his threatening daddy voice.

"What, are you going to check out the hook while your DJ revolves it?" I quipped back.

Arina, "What?"

Marc, "What?"

"Are you going to check out the hook while your DJ revolves it?" This was followed by hilarious laughter from me.

Arina, "That's not funny." Frowny face from her.

Marc, "That's not funny." Then he laughed and couldn't stop smiling. I'm still laughing.

Back to Brunette

Sarah is presently dying my hair brown again. Well, actually she'd tell you it's a level 4 mocha medium brown. But for me, it's just brunette again.

Now Cassie, post your hair so the world can see your hair vision. And no excuses, your camera has to have a self timer!

Insane in the membrane II

I don't need surgery. The flow between my brain and spine is normal so that I don't need to worry about surgery. HOORAY!

Now I just have to watch my symptoms and find a migraine medicine that doesn't feel like I swallowed a can of tennis balls.

What the heck?

Why, oh why, did the big brain and big butt fairy visit me?

My sisters get to see the boob fairy. It's not fair. After this whole brain hernia, I almost wish the boob fairy would have visited instead.

Maybe if I write her a note and put a padded bra under my pillow....