R - The Hairpiece

Well, I'm new at blogging and while I'm sure my techno-savvy daughter could turn this pic the right way, she's not here right now.

So Rachel's hair has gotten long lately. Like practically overnight. Or within hours. Or at least as long as it takes to clip in extensions.

What? You didn't realize she was wearing extensions? I'm shocked, really, I am. They look so natural and match her actual hair so well. Actually, they match her friend Jessica's hair perfectly. And as for looking natural and feeling natural, they're really not that bad. Not like Barbie hair at all. And for 70 bucks, you don't want people thinking you've chopped off Barbie's locks. No siree, for 70 bucks, you want perfect strangers to think you have gorgeous long hair. And no siree, Rachel did NOT spend 70 bucks on extensions. She thought long and hard about it. But this is why she's wearing extensions of a different color. It's cheapter to borrow your friend's extensions.

But the real humor in this tale is that Rachel wore the long brown hair over to Grandma & Grandpa's house to pick up the boys on Friday afternoon. But her head was hurting so she yanked that hairpiece out and promptly left it in the recliner. Now, this recliner is a nice dark red, and Grandma & Grandpa aren't known for having bright lights on in the living room. You see where I'm headed, right? Grandma sat down Friday evening to enjoy some DVRed show and something furry tickled her elbow area. Looking down, all she could see was this mass of hairy something or other and she apparently leapt a good 6 feet into the air and 4 feet forward attemting to get away from whatever it was in the chair. I guess it took both of them a couple minutes to approach said thing, only to discover that somebody had lost their hair!