Sunday I went to watch my hubby compete in a Team roping event.
and B I G G E R !
That didn't last long! I stepped out the door to get in the truck as hubby loaded the horses and it started growing! Then we stopped half way along the trip to make a pit stop and get something to drink. Yep, I got out of the truck. I could feel my hair growing...and trust me, I know when its getting the BIG hair-do.
We drive the rest of the way in the pouring down, hard to see with even the wipes going rain! When we finally get to
the Roping Arena I stayed in the truck until I thought it was safely slowing down.
Now ya have to picture a Ropers wife, who sits and watches for hours in a grand stands. They have to carry several times with them to the stands to make those hours comfortable.
BIG hair getting bigger as the drizzling rain dampened every inch of my head... I give up!
BIG, curly, wild and frizzy. I gave up! I snapped this photo when I got home .
I think this is more proof that I was adopted...no one in my family has BIG HAIR!
I GIVE UP....
Next time, I'm wearing my hat!