Hair Today
Fuzzy wuzzies on my head,
"Hair's growin' back!" is what I said.
Fuzzy wuzzy wasn't Ernie, wuzzy?
Fuzzy wuzzies on my head,
Today is the coldest day in NYC in about two years. This morning it was nine degrees, but with the wind chill factor (What a phrase- "wind chill factor!" Rosie O'Donnell's got a "wind chill factor" on Trump! Mess with me and I'll "wind chill factor" all over yo' pitiful self!) it felt like it was only -3 degrees outside.
I couldn't believe it- I was on TRL yesterday!
And into the freezer!
Humor me, and pretend you have to answer this question correctly in order to keep your job (now I know some of you will purposely answer wrong.) Who would you guess is the top four richest women in entertainment?
Next time I write you will be from my vacation in Puerto Rico with Paul. And while that sounds luxurious, I can't help but worry a little over it. This will be the first time the "new, bald, pale, and skinnier Ernie" makes his debut.
Dear Lynette, Edie, Bree, Susan and Gaby,
I know there will be a day when I will have hair on my head again. In the meantime, I'll keep repeating to myself that bald is beautiful.
Ahh, back from vacation. I didn't really go anywhere, I just took a break from blogging and e-mailing people.