Sarkastickunt

I am sitting here with a head full of hair dye and I am wondering how my life got this WHACK, yo.

I woke up, walked my kids to school, ate shredded wheat, took a Pepcid and decided my roots needed to be touched up. Later I will tweeze my eyebrows, wax my upper lip and tonight before bed I will run a razor over the rest of my hairy spots. I will make lunch in a half sleep fog and cook dinner but not really want to before finally slipping into the unsexiest pair of pajamas known to man and sleeping with my mouth open until my dry, shriveled tongue wakes me up at three am screaming for a cup of water to help separate it from the back of my throat.

So yeah…whack, yo.