BAD HAIR DAY...


I woke up this morning with my hair in my eyes.
Looked in the mirror, it was such a surprise!

Bed hair matted, twisted, and knareled around.
Somewhere in there was a face to be found.

Grumble I to myself, how much in my sleep do I move around?
Jumped in the shower to wash myself down.

Tons of shampoo and conditioner a must.
Good looking hair I lust.

Stepping out with very wet hair.
Took a wide tooth comb through, with much care.

How much can one lose of their hair?
Is that a bald spot that looks like a pair?

Gone are the tangles, gone is bed hair.
With several tools it took much care.

Take the dryer and dry it through, hair all over standing high.
Tortured with curling iron, allmost burnt my eye!

Looking in the mirror as I style.
Cussing to myself all the while.

Done with torture, I use hairspray.
Now like cement, my hair will stay!

I walk out the door to join the day.
A gustingly windy breeze... oh **** my hair will pay!

I get to my car and and sit in the seat.
Adjust the mirror and make my hair once again neat!

I open the windows and down the street I drive.
Hoping my hair won't look like a beehive.

A tornado of breeze rips at my hair.
Looks like I never gave a care!

I roll the windows up tight.
Stare in the rear view mirror at the fright.

Once again I straighten my do.
How I get it together again... I have'nt a clue.

I park my car and walk into work.
It starts to rain torrents... oh what a perk.

I run in the building soaked like I drowned.
Now I look vainly to see if anyone is around.

I run to the restroom to seek refuse there.
Hoping no one saw my hair!

Much to my demise.
All fellow employees are in there surpprise!

Laughter erupts from every inch of the room.
I just knew I was doomed.

I run in the stall to hide.
Hoping to keep a little of my pride.

Fishing out my little pocket mirror.
It is much worse than I fear.

I once again take my tools to work.
Once again to not look like a jerk.

Oh thank heavens I got it right.
Now I am outta this plight.

I walk out of the stall with my hair held high.
Straight to my work station like I could fly.

By the end of the day I want to go home.
Its days like this my hair had to rome.

I make it home to end these advents.
Hoping tomarrow my hair will REPENT!!!


By: Teddy 04-20-08 (Susan)

I love it!!!!

I just went short and it's easier than messing with it all the time.

Im a hair girl so I gotta love this one

(((bear~hug)))

to funny MsTeddy...

I was doing the same after I got off the beach...

nothing like wild curly bed head ..pulled up then

the sun,the breeze,,,I would have been better off...

cutting it off..

lmao

Sounds like my days at times lol

Thought we all could use a LAUGH !
Thankyou for reading and laughing...

lol too cute and can I relate

Ohhh, this is good

Hey ((((Wench)))) Are you there YET ???

Hey MS T. SNAGS have abounded. Darlin' I haven't even gotten out from in front of the house in Minnesota yet. Grrrrrr, frustration station is the mood of the moment. Need to go dig up a good song to get me outta this mind set. Eagle can only grow back so many heads and I seem to keep bite'em off the poor guy......

I'm in your corner rooting for ya!

Thank you, that really does help, so thanks for telling me so!!!!

You want to make a Memory,, By Bon Jovi
When Im feeling a bit out of sorts,, I play this song,, I hope it lifts you my Lovely


Hello again, it's you and me
Kinda always like it used to be
Sippin wine, killin time
Tryin to solve life's mysteries

How's your life? It's been awhile
God it's good to see you smile
I see you reachin for your keys
Lookin for a reason not to leave

If you don't know if you should stay
If you don't say what's on your mind
Baby just breathe
There's nowhere else tonight we should be

You want to make a memory?

I dug up this old photograph
Look at all that hair we had
It's bittersweet to hear you laugh
Your phone is ringin, I don't wanna ask

If you go now, I'll understand
If you stay - hey, I got a plan

We're gonna make a memory
You want to steal a piece of time?
You can sing the melody to me
And I could write a couple lines

You want to make a memory?

*Guitar Solo*

If you don't know if you should stay
And you don't say what's on your mind
Baby just breathe
There's nowhere else tonight we should be (We should be)
We should be

You want to make a memory?
You want to steal a piece of time?
You could sing the melody to me
And I could write a couple lines

You want to make a memory?
You want to make a memory?

I believe,, I have Faith,, I see,,,,


((( Ms Teddy ))))) Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the Glorious Hair Days,,,