|This is my lap desk, for reference.|
My brother then remarked, "Your hair looks really pretty." Suspicious of such a compliment I inquired what was wrong with my hair. Mind you, I fully admit to not having showered. We are iced in and can't leave the house so incentive to change out of PJ's is low. Anyway, my brother then tells me he thought I was doing my best Edward Scissorhands impression. Lovely.
I had something else mildly amusing but the pregnancy brain has caused a short-fire in the circuitry around here.