It's my electric personality

Or maybe not.

I have managed to blow up my second "appliance" of the weekend. This time, I just about set my soul afire. LITERALLY.

This new hairdo require the use of my flat iron. Earlier in the week, I noticed that if the chord wasn't just right, it wouldn't stay on. WELL....

This morning, I was holding the thing in place talking to Chad when I felt my fingers getting hot. Then I heard a pop pop pop, looked down and saw blue and red sparks. Did I mention that I was holding this level with my stomach? And since I was talking, I had gradually brought it closer and closer until it was touching my shirt. (Even with my belly button)

Needless to say, I have a little burn mark on my belly and now I'm down TWO MUCH NEEDED appliances.

Target is going to love me come Monday..

Oh and to top it off, our church pianist called me this afternoon. She's very sick and asked me to cover for her tomorrow. You know what that means?

I get to play with curly, frizzy hair.

I wonder if I can pay the camera guy to keep that thing pointed the other direction? Hmmmmm, I've got extra chocolate chip cookies, maybe a bag of those will do the trick...