Bed Head

My nights have been rather rough recently. Each morning I awake to realize that, yes, another day has finally arrived, I am still in pain, uncomfortable, large, and that I must once again get up, but this time to stay up. This morning I stumbled to the bathroom to see myself with the worst 'bed head' I believe I have ever had; a testament to the night I had had.

I thought it was hilarious and woke Daniel to take a picture of the masterpiece I had created. After all, this kind of hair deserves to be recorded for posterity to remember and giggle at. He groggily took the pictures and fell quickly back asleep for the few precious minutes he had left before he, too, must get up.




Amazing, isn't it? It just goes to show what kind of night I had.

If I ever need a good Halloween hairdo I think I know how to get it now.:)