My bed head is outta control. This was an hour after waking up and still a mile high (it had come down some). When Mike woke up and came downstairs all he could say was WOW! I felt sexy for just a moment and then I realized the wow was because of my big hair.
The other weekend, I joked with the kids that I was taller than Dad by a hair. I'm not, not even close but it's funny. I decided it would make a fun selfie so I roped Mike in for the shot. I went through them and said, Hon, what are you doing with your face, you look so tired and awful. His reply...I am tired. Poor guy.
it is very annoying when hair won't behave