Last week we took our weekly trip to our new favorite coffee shop. When we walked in, we saw a guy using the window as his mirror. We shrugged it off and went in to order our drinks and order my strawberry shortcake. We sat down and I saw the lady across from me widen her eyes and start laughing. I follow her gaze and see the guy we passed at the entrance dancing and singing along to the music that was being piped outside from the coffee shop. He is primping his hair between dance moves and I giggle because it was funny. My daughter sits down and gives me a ‘what in the world’ look.   I know it is rude to stare, but he was very interesting and entertaining.

 What separates us from the so called crazy people? I decided not much. I work around people and wonder how many of them would be clients rather than providers after dealing with them. I know some very smart seemingly normal people who show thier asses when given a chance. Maybe we all have a little crazy in us.

People think I am crazy because I love Hello Kitty and knitting…. I love these things, but I am not obsessed. My home is not filled with Hello Kitty stuff, and my yarn is constricted to my room’s closet.  I can go with out yarn and Hello Kitty in order to feed my child and my self.

I just had a thought.  My headwrap probably won’t fit under my graduation hat. 

Hopefully my hair will be longer by then. I defininetly have a funny shaped head.

Vanity… It’s a hell of a drug.