I am in need of a haircut. I tried to get one yesterday, but the base barber was going through some sort of Tabatha Coffey renovation.
|Tall, blonde, kinda bitchy. Sounds perfect to me.|
Well Dribblers, it has been too long since I have taken my coffee to the beach and the ocean she is staring at me through my front door. So I must away, coffee in hand, toes soon to be in the sand.
Oh, and lest you think I don't also suffer through the perils of fall/winter, just know this: I swept the sand off my walkway. You are not alone my friends. You. Are. Not. Alone.