Massah's worst nightmare came true last night. It was horrifying. Look at me:
See anything different? Like a black spot above my left eye?
No, I wasn't trying to be like my BFF Lola Sprout Beyonce who is a beautiful Diva with a spot around her eye. There was a BUG IN MY HAIR!!!
Massah about had a heart attack because there was NO ONE to get the bug out except HER! You should have seen her - bouncing up and down and squirming and trying to talk herself into touching it. She finally got 27 kleenex together and wadded them up and tried to pull it out. Of course, the wad was way to large to grab anything that miniscule. But she kept trying for about 10 minutes. And the bug kept crawling closer and closer to my skin, trying to get away from the massive amount of kleenex that kept attacking it, and then Massah started panicking because she thought it might be a tick and it would attach itself to my head and then she would have to spread peanut butter all over my skull to kill it and Mean Sister Fig would try to eat me and I would try to eat myself too because we love peanut butter and then she started HITTING me trying to kill the bug before it started sucking my blood out of my brain. After that I don't know what happened next because we were ALL panicking because Massah was smacking me with the wad of kleenex and Mean Sister Fig was alarmed because it looked like Massah was losing her mind and I was going CRAZY because she was simultaneously trying to pull out my hair and smashing my brains in.
But she finally got it, as you can see. She was so proud of herself. I honestly don't know how she survives here by herself. This just adds fuel to my Grammy's "find a man" plan for her.