The key to finding a husband

Today I picked up my friend for church. She looked right at me and informed me that my hair was wet. Yep, I had just taken a shower so I was very aware that my hair was wet. Next words out of her mouth? "You are never going to find yourself a husband if you go to church with your hair wet." Great, just great. Apparently this is the key to finding myself a husband that I had grossly overlooked. Add that to my list of things to do. I spent the rest of the drive to church with my head hanging out the window like a dog in a pitiful attempt to dry my hair before I got to church. New goal...get up at the freaking butt crack of dawn, actually dry my hair after I wash it, put stuff in it and do my hair every day. Yea, right. According to my friend, wet hair makes me look like I don't care enough about myself. In actuality, it just means I want to sleep in instead of getting up and doing my hair. But apparently, this is not what the rest of the population thinks when I have wet hair. Stupid rest of the population. I am not sure finding a husband is worth getting up even earlier just to dry my hair. To be fair, there was not one other girl in church who had wet hair...and the vast majority of them were married. Hmmm?? Perhaps something to ponder...