Hairspray

I was putting my hair into a ponytail today when I discovered that I needed hairspray. Not much, just a little to keep the shorter pieces out of my face. So I begin my search. I was pretty sure I had some, even though I hadn’t used it for several years.

After about 15 minutes, I realized it was probably lost forever. Because I was somewhat desperate, I decided to check Merk’s side of the bathroom. Voila! Not just hairspray but the economy size.

It pays to have a husband who is interested in his appearance. But one who uses more hairspray then me? I have to think about that one.