Evidently, if you want your hair to grow back all you need to do is write a parody of a song about how your hair is not growing back! I looked really closely in the mirror this weekend and there they were...little stubs of hairs that you could only see if you got really close to the mirror, had the light just so, tilted your head just so... Really, they are there! I am happy. So I had to write another song.
"I Can See Clearly
Now"
by Jimmy Ciff
(terrible parody by Kitt
Watley!)
I can see clearly now, it’s coming
back
Stubble is growing in and it’s
mostly gray.
Gone is the shiny dome that
had me blind.
It's gonna be a bright
(bright)
bright (bright) sunshiny day.
It's gonna be a bright
(bright)
bright (bright) sunshiny day.
(ooh...) Look in the light…and
tilt your head just so
Squint up your eyes, and then
you can watch it grow…
I can hardly wait to use my
curling iron.
Get my hair trimmed up—and I will
gladly pay.
Soon I will look just like ol’
Cousin “It.”
It's gonna be a bright
(bright)
bright (bright) sunshiny day.
It's gonna be a bright
(bright)
bright (bright) sunshiny day.
It's going to be a bright
(bright)
bright (bright) sunshiny day.
Yeah, hey, it's gonna be a
bright (bright)
bright (bright) sunshiny day.
I have been really tired this past week. I was pondering this and have an explanation. Before Christmas I was still recuperating from surgery, so took everything slow and easy. Then there was Christmas and Loy was home and we both sort of chilled. Last week Loy was back to work and I resumed my old normal life...Bible study, walking, exercise class, work around home, etcetera. While none of these things is too much for me, I've come to the conclusion that, right now, ALL of them together is too much. So today I dubbed my day to recover. I'm in sweats and not planning on even stepping one little pinky outside. I may go read a book. Or take a nap. Or both!!
Next week Loy and I get to babysit Payton and Carter for 24 hours while Grant and Angela have a little time away. Payton already has an itinerary planned...donuts, playing trains, building with blocks. Grammy and Gramps are excited! We've never gotten to do this before!! YAY!!
I'd better go...my couch is calling!! And this time I don't mind in the least!!! :)
Love,
Kitt.
