Oh yes, it's summertime in Houston. And you know what that means...
Adrian and I went to The Woodlands this past week to have dinner and hang out with some family. We took a stroll from the restaurant where we had dinner just down the street and before we got to the end of the block, my hair looked JUST LIKE that little animal. Sad day. I very reluctantly had to put it in a ponytail, completely ruining the hour's worth of effort I had spent straightening it earlier that day.
Fortunately, summertime brings a lot of good things too, so I'll try not to dwell too much on the hot...super hot...sweltering...drippy...humidity-filled air that comes with Houston summers.
Anyone want to come visit? :)