OH. MY. GOSH.

I have a story to share. But I feel that the journal entry I made last night truly captures it the best. Here goes:

September 7, 2011
Words really aren't enough to describe how I'm feeling right now.  Mortified, maybe, in shock. Gaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh. :[

I just gave Michael a haircut.  Or at least, tried to.  It was going okay until I lost control of the clippers once in the back.......HE HAS A BALD SPOT!  :O

I feel so bad.  Mom was able to go back and touch up the really choppy spots, so it looks pretty decent from the front...but of course nothing can fix the bald spot but time! :'(

Oh geez.  The night before his birthday.  The day when all attention will be on him.  gah.  And he has homecoming this weekend.

I feel terrible.  I hope by the time you're reading this Michael and I will be able to look back on this experience and laugh.  But right now....man.

What a night.

-Anne

Sadly, this is not a joke (even though, I did laugh quite a bit...).  Oh yeah... happy 17th birthday to my little brother Michael.