Thursday, July 3, 2008

About Time

Larry the Cucumber

Oh where is my hairbrush?
Oh where is my hairbursh?
Oh where oh where oh where oh where oh where oh where oh where oh where oh wheeeeere -

Is my hairbrush?

This, sadly, has been my theme song all week.

I'd wake up, eventually head for the shower, and realize once I got out that my hairbrush was nowhere to be found. Let me just tell you - it is a frustrating and painful process to "brush" your hair with your fingers. Then try and blow it dry? Ha - it wasn't pretty. This happened every morning for four days straight. I figure I must have left it in Chicago.

Most normal people, after day one, would head out and purchase a new brush.

Me? I'd promptly forget and go about my merry way throughout the day. But the next morning -

Oh where is my hairbrush?

All over again, with increasing frustration.

But thankfully I have a shiny new (and pretty blue) brush sitting next to me. Tomorrow I just might try something other than a ponytail.

I must say I am thankful that I don't have to give my hairbrush to the Peach (cuz he's got hair). And with that I realize that I need to get out more. How do I know all the lyrics to this song?


meganhoeksema said...

I sadly know them all too... I am going to blame it on my nephew who went through a hardcore VeggieTales phase.

Short Stop said...

If I had a dime for every time I realized I needed something and then didn't realize it again until I needed it...again.

That was a long sentence.

This post made me laugh!

Dave and Jenni said...

LOL. Welcome to my world (at least, the Veggie version of it). I can't believe you lived without a brush for 4 days.

Totally unrelated, but just as exciting as a new brush, got my book! Yay!