Attacked by hair styling implements

This is what happens when you arm a teen girl with a brush and hair elastics.

Or when you sit your sorry adult ass on the sofa for a moment, unsuspecting of any imminent hair styling adventures about to take place on your noggin.

I was just sitting there, minding my own business, craving a little solitude and quiet to revel in my latest self-publishing milestone, when out of nowhere I was attacked with a hairbrush. πŸ˜‚

This is what happens when you deny teen girls playdates with their gal pals. 😞 Meaning, I’m not denying them, COVID it. 😭

So the teen girl looked around and selected her next victim to be me, which wasn’t the worst thing, technically, but still…I mean, she’s pretty good, right? πŸ˜„

Lockdown is imminent again in Toronto. We are barely hanging on by a thread. But we are still hanging by a thread. So if she wants to style me, I have no issue with that. Technically. Beats her sitting in front of a screen for hours on end in her room with the door shut.

Besides, I think I like my pigtails. πŸ˜‰

Do you?

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