Earlobegate Continues!!

Okay, okay, okay. OKAY.

By popular demand, I present to you...

MY EARLOBES.

Here's the good, normal, non-deformed earlobe. The one that's safe for public viewing. The red mark, by the way, is because of the clip-on earring I just took off.

And here is the bad, abnormal, amputated, monstrosity of an earlobe. It's a wonder I have the courage to show my face in public at all.

Here's what happens when I wear my hair up. OH, THE HORROR. People point and scream and run from me when I go out on the streets with an updo. As you can imagine.

There. Satisfied? I have a feeling this will forever after be known in my family as Earlobegate. My mom hasn't called since this post went up.

Hmmmmmmm.

That's enough of that. Let me just say before I go that if you read ANY of my Suburban Turmoil newspaper columns, I really, really hope you'll read this week's edition. Basically, I can't read it without crying. Is that enough of a tease for you? And if you comment over at the Scene, I'll visit your blog. Just be sure to leave your URL in the comment so that I can find you.

I lobe you, man.