Ack! The concept of a ride to go somewhere at 5:30a practically makes me want to cry.
Reminds me of my father's penchant for getting us all up waaayyyy before dawn to start any sort of driving trip. Why, Papa, why??? Not that I called him Papa. I probably did whine like that, though.
And in hair color tales, I have bottle upstairs waiting. Don't think I'll get to until tonight, though.
Anyone watching the Tour de France time trials? This is very exciting!
If it's close enough, I wonder if they'll be battling for time bonuses tomorrow.
It could make a race out of tomorrow, that's certain -- which would be OMGYAY!
Also? I love Levi on TT days.
If I had that coach guy yelling in my ear like that, there would be homicide.
Yeah, the shark helmet needs to suddenly come to life. But after the finish.
Jessica, if only you were on this coast and in LA specifically! I know of two salons who do blues and pinks and greens as dyes. Now that I'm all brown hair again it's easier to ge tmy hair done.
K took the baby for a walk at 6:30 AM. She's still not back. I'm not in the least worrried; rather I'm looking forward to a sleepy baby and a sleepy puppy when she gets back.