8/29/06 - Ready... or Not?

Wigs and hats are so irritating to me lately. I just usually go around the house with my quarter inch of fine, thin hair. Mom C and I had been watching TV and talking. Ric called and said he was on his way home, and wanted to take us out for a bite to eat, and for us to just come out and meet him in the driveway. Mom C said, “I’m ready.” I said, “Me, too… I just have to put shoes on.” We stood up to go, and I said, “Oh! And hair!” Some people go out of the house, and grab a jacket or a sweater. I grab some hair.