Monday, May 25, 2015

Fade to White

I can't remember if my hair has ever been this long before.

I like long hair. I like long hair on my own self. My parents always told me that women usually cut their hair short when they got older, and that always worried me a bit. I do know quite a few people who, at some point in their 40's or 50's chopped their hair off to a pixie, or a spiky boy cut, or a "dyke" cut, or whatever. Call it what you will. It looks great on them, but terrifies me.

Usually a cut like that goes hand in hand with coloring. I think it's because the shorter length shows off the whites and the grays that the longer length usually covers up. I don't color my hair. I have always said I would grow old naturally, with no color in my hair at all. But why cut it shorter to show them off?

The other day I was sitting in a work meeting and playing with my split ends when one of my white hairs popped out at me. My hair goes to my waist, usually the whites are white up top only, but this hair was stark white all the way to the tip.

In fact, upon closer inspection, there were quite a few like that. In fact, it turns out I have a whole bunch of white hairs streaking through this frizzy near-black mess on my head.

Is this what aging is like? One day I'm my normal, usual self, and the next I look up and my features have morphed into something "other."

Monday, March 02, 2015

Crazy Times

Crazy times is here, folks.

DI, Frog and Toad, and work are all coming to very critical pivotal cathartic moments and I'm runing around trying to remain calm as I pretend homework will still get done and that I can add peanut butter to the crock pot recipe as a substitute for almonds.

The good news is that I haven't thrown myself off the roof yet.

I'd probably be cushioned a little by the three feet of snow still on the ground, but that icy top layer might scrape...


Saturday, February 21, 2015

Friday, February 20, 2015

Violin

I could talk at length about it, but in the long run, does anyone need to hear me babble?

No, no they don't.





Wednesday, February 18, 2015

More? More Snow?

My Bedroom Window


Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Nowhere To Put It


I never understood this about the snow. To me it just piled up and then people shoveled it away. It never occurred to me that the snow had to get PUT someplace.

Right now cities are in a state of shock because they have already run out of places to put the snow. Streets are impossibly narrow. Corners are impossibly dangerous to see around. People are being hired to clear snow off roofs and truck snow out of parking lots.

We're supposed to get more in two days...