Current noise: Ann scrambling eggs
Current mood: Relaxed
I’m on vacation
Mike and I are at his mom’s house for New Year’s Eve celebrations, a tradition we look forward to every year. Ann is preparing our breakfast, Peach Puff Pancakes. Yum. I can’t describe them but they are divine. Yum x 2.
Anyway, onto the subject of this post. I had a fight with my mom once when I was around 5 or 6 years old. She was trying to put my hair in barrettes, but she was trying to do it differently than how I was used to. I’ve always had a hard time with change when it comes to my hair. (I have gotten better about it over the years.) Anyway, she was trying to change things and I got so mad I yelled at her and proceeded to lock myself in the bathroom. While in the bathroom I thought of this genius way to get back at her. I cut my bangs. That’ll show her, right? Yeah, I may be book smart, but my common sense is limited. Here’s how it turned out:






