A tight curly perm.
I looked like a poodle who had been put in the drier on fluff.
It was bad.
As a teenager, I continued to get perms and each time I would hope that they would turn out well.
Apparently sometimes I don't think.
The last perm I got was right before I found out I was pregnant.
Thankfully there are no pictures of it.
Yet I still get the temptation to get another perm.
How does that apply to blogging, I can hear you wondering?
Simply this, I keep thinking I can put extra bells and whistles on here, and it messes everything up.
I tried feedburner and somehow it completely messed up my feed. Other people can use feedburner without a problem, but not I.
Then I thought I would try commentLuv.
I finally got it working after
Except, the process ate a couple of comments that were done today.
Exactly 2 (I'm sorry Kim, I have them in my email).
But I think it will be cool now that it is working. I saw it over at Jamie's blog.
So my point is even though I get aggravated and have problems every time I add something new, I keep wanting to do it.
I keep forgetting the headache involved.
I keep thinking that this time will be easy. This time is will look ok.
Just like a perm.