Hair and There!
Peaceful Sanctuary doesn’t quite describe our home. It’s more like House of Hairball.
Both IT Guy and I tend to leave little presents for each other on our pillows − and it ain’t chocolate mints! In fact, at the speed we’re making hair art in our bed, we’ll both be completely bald by summer’s end!
With two dogs added to the hairy mix, I haven’t seen the bedroom carpet in over a year. Be assured if either of us winds up missing, the forensic lab won’t need our toothbrushes or hair brushes for cell comparison. They’ll just cut out a square of bedroom carpet and get all the DNA they’ll need to establish identity.
…which reminds me of a Crossing Jordan rerun I was watching the other day. An airplane crashed and the medical examiner asked relatives to bring in the toothbrushes and hairbrushes of the dead.
My question is this: If these people were on an airplane, wouldn’t that mean they were going on trips? And if they going on trips, wouldn’t they have taken their toothbrushes and hairbrushes with them?
P.S. I only watch Crossing Jordan to catch a glimpse of hunky Jerry O'Connell. He could leave his hair on my pillow any time!
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