It is a FIVE ALARMER

My brother is never a big fan of whatever I do with my hair, and feels the need to tell me what he thinks.

His comment is always, "Man your hair is on fire".

Well this is more like an inferno.

This is what it looks like every morning.  

One night I need to video tape her while she sleeps.  She is everywhere in that bed.

I used to worry about her suffocating, because she is always twisted up in her blankets.  When she was in her bunk bed, I would go check on her and her legs would be sticking out of the rails.

UGH!

I really don't like to complain about work. 

Especially in this economy.  

I am, after all, employed and well paid for my work.  

But I just need to say

UUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHH!!  I would like to raise my flag of surrender.

Okay I feel better.  And just to make sure I feel much better, I am going to go have a Killian's and play Bejeweled.  I don't even like video games, but this one is addicting.

I am going to have to get a new book. I just finished two really great books that made me think.

The Shack by William P. Young and Jodi Picoult's Change of Heart.