At-Home Edition: Darwin Awards

Have you ever read the "Darwin Awards"? Those lists of people who died doing the most counter-intuitive (aka "stupid") things?

Well, I'm "not dead yet," but I do think I earned my own "At Home Edition" of the Darwin Award this morning.

For the record: I'm a work in progress. For all the brilliant ideas I have, there are twice as many stupid ones.

I'm not kidding.

So, let me get this out of the way now (for those of you that will see me in the next 2 weeks):

1. YES, I cut my own bangs.

2. No, I am not a licensed cosmetologist.

When will I learn--those tiny scissors the hosptial sent home to cut out stitches ARE not for trimming bangs!

Holy cow! I feel like David Cook's sister--take a look at the size of that cranuim! Holy forehead!

All is well though (Because bangs don't even register on the scale of "things that aren't well.") . . .

I had "GLITTER TOES" done for the first time last night--and now my toes sparkle. I don't care if it starts snowing tonight, I'm wearing sandals for the next 7 weeks (Directing attention to the toes will curb some of the attention away from the bangs.)

PS: For the life of me, I could not move the glitter toes photo down in the blog. Talk about being brilliant . . . maybe my ideas are more like "glittering."