Sunday, August 28
I didn't even use gel!
Why, why, why must my bad hair days always come on Sunday morning before church? Woke up this morning ten minutes before we're supposed to leave for church. Stumbled into the bathroom, rubbed my eyes, and giggled. My hair was sticking straight up from my head! It was hilarious, until I realized that I had to go to church in a few minutes. Eventually just drenched it and pulled it into a ponytail. Then I looked like I was heading off to a baseball game right after church. Anyway, I had to keep telling myself, "Count it all joy," through gritted teeth. :)