The Bloggess is awesome. And hysterical.
And a little bit out there. But I like that.
…it FUCKING ITCHES SO MUCH I WANT TO SCRATCH MY SCALP OFF WITH A SPORK. It’s so bad that all I can think about is that story where the girl had that 1950’s beehive hairstyle and never washed it and it itched like mad but she kept putting on more hairspray and then one day a billion baby spiders poured out of her ear because a hairspray loving spider had burrowed in her scalp and laid eggs in her brain and they hatched…
I just can’t stop reading. Or laughing. Or being a little bit appalled.
Sort of how I feel when my good friend from high school talks about being a mom in this New England mugginess and heat and her 1 year old crawling all over her like a little monkey.
Only more.
