And I don’t mean that in a cute, I wish they would leave kind of way. I mean it in an I would use a blowtorch if this beastie wasn’t on my head kind of way. We have too much hair in this house to try to deal with this annoyance on a weekly basis.

On the bright side (if there is one while I sit here with rosemary infused oil on my head), I found this great post about fighting this miserable razzle-frackin’-snappin pest.