Saint Lexi

It seems like, on my grumpiest days, my hair decides it is mohawk time. Today, everything everyone says to me, I am taking personally. I am in super defensive mode, and everything is just making more angry. Not even my super amazing tasty delicious hard boiled egg has cheered me up. Blargh!

How do you shake your case of the grumps?

Sometimes, you just have to accept that you look like a cartoon character.

I decided the best plan of attack when you wake up with a mohawk is not to fight it.  Instead, dive in head first via hairspray.