Sporty Spice

For the most part, pony tails are my "slacker" style. It means I didn't make much of an effort that morning. That said. Expect to see them a lot from me on weekdays.
Lice* has been RAMPID this year. I feel so creepy crawly at just the mention of that word. Much like when you hear the word wood tick (in season) you feel the need to do a full body check. Lice make me itch. Considering I have dry skin I itch enough to begin with and then the word lice just makes me paranoid.
What I am NOT is judgmental. I know that the L-word can happen to good people and even the cleanest of families. After all my wicked step mom and my evil half sister [not really evil but it fits with the idea in my head that I'm a princess named Cinderella] had a scare a long time ago...and if you know my wicked step mom you know there is NOONE cleaner then her. {Let me tell you considering her one true love is cleaning; she was NOT a fan of the cleaning involved with this--my sister 10 years later is still terrified of sharing her hair brush with even me! but thats another story}. So if the L word has happened to you, I am sorry and I feel for you and I still love you, just don't touch my hat!
So if you see me in the near future sporting a pony....its not that I'm lazy. Well it could be. But don't assume. Give me the benefit of the doubt. I'm just paranoid!
*I bet your all itchy now too! Eh? Now who's paranoid?!