Rest in Peace

It's a sad, sad day in the life of Ruth. For you see, my flat iron broke. It's been sick for awhile now, but after a nasty fall to the floor today...Well, it gave up the ghost.

But the truly sad part is having to cough up the money for a replacement. These miracle-workers don't come cheap. I suppose I could settle for a cheaper version, but once you've had a CHI, there's no going back.

Here's hoping some Christmas money comes my way. Until then, it may be a merry, "frizzy" Christmas.