I set my hair on fire the other night by leaning over a candle to try and talk to my husband. Seriously, my hair was on FIRE! I thought for sure my shirt caught on fire because I saw flames but thankfully I swatted it out before anything too serious happened. The smell of burnt hair was aplenty in the apartment but after a few snipped off burnt ends I'm back to normal. Or as close to normal as I'm ever going to get.
It did have me feeling like a little like this when I emerged from the flames alive and well...
I tried to put Olive on my shoulders but she wasn't having it.
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