(no subject)

[vicious_lullaby]

My mother spent several minutes this morning insisting to me that she was going to straighten her hair. With the curling iron.

“You’re going to straighten your hair…with the curling iron.”
“Yes.”
“You’re going to straighten your hair…with the curling iron.”
“Yes!”
“I think you mean the flatiron. ._.”
“That’s what I said!!”
“You said curling iron. ._.;”
”Did I? …oh.”

Oh brain, how did I ever manage to grow you with these genes. Sigh.