Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Lost Cause

Yup, that's me. My sister confirmed it today when she said she'd totally given up hope for me and called me a lost cause, but not Bex. Well, that about sums it up; I couldn't agree more!

***I'm kidding, I know what you meant. But seriously, as if I didn't know! LOL! I enjoyed that one.***

Also, today was downright depressing. I yanked a wiley hair from the bottom of my chin. What am I, a witch?

Now, all I need is a mole...

4 comments:

Wendi said...

I have those random stray hairs as well. I get them from my mom. She's always reminding me that my main job when she's too old to see them is to pluck them out for her. :)

Grapefruit said...

Liz called you a lost cause? Ouch! I guess I know what to get your for Christmas. A giant pair of tweezers?

The Ewers said...

You know, you can buy fake moles or just draw one on. And at least you won't have to dress up for Halloween. (he he he) I am totally teasing you.

Everyone gets wiley face hair sometime or another. We are all destined for a few ; )

Blue Eyes said...

Uncle James said that when he was a teenager he was Grandma Andersen's secret "plucker" for her stray face hairs! How funny.
I have lots of moles. I'll lend you one.