It's another snowy, icy day here. I'm home trying to work some and cook some. No need to shower first thing in the morning, so I waited until mid afternoon. I do still always wash my 'hair' - ok, my head. But this time I really felt more of the stubble than usual and got pretty excited! So much so, that I started to think about gelling it for more volume - maybe color it. Whatever it may be, it would be my hair and something to look forward too!
I rush down stairs to show my findings to Bob. I say, "Look! My hair is growing!" I bend down so he can see it and put his hand on my head to rub it so he can feel it. When I look up with a big smile, Bob doesn't know how to react or what to do... he starts laughing. "That's the funniest thing you've said yet!"
Admittedly, my hair is just a bit longer than hair I've ever had on my legs and very sparse. Try as he could to see what I saw, it just isn't there! I started laughing at my vision of me with a chic gelled hairdo. He was right - very funny!
Just a dream for awhile... back to the wig.
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You wouldn't be you without all the optimism and enthusiasm...you make me smile.
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