I’ve discovered something weird and wonderful since being a brunette – I’m growing white hair like a BOSS!
Photo or it didn’t happen? Well lap it up my lovelies!
Also – I’m just as ridiculous as I was when my hair was blonde! Interestingly, after I dyed my hair dark brown one of my FB readers left a comment that will probably offend a lot of you, although I’m sure it wasn’t meant to.
She wrote, and I quote:
“Be prepared… People expect so much more of you as a brunette. Giving a ditzy giggle after doing something stupid will no longer get you a look of endearment from friends and strangers. I cracked and had to go back to blonde under the weight of expectations!”
I took it with a grain of salt because it’s virtually impossible to insult someone who barely survived rearing 3 kids in 3.5 years. Seriously, we parents have a mental toughness that can not be measured.
For the record, no one has ever appreciated my ditzy giggles, I’m not sure if I’m doing it wrong or if the snort and nervous laugh that follows only serves to make people feel sorry for me.
As for doing something stupid, it’s the story of my life but I no longer have any shits to give. My field is completely barren of shits.
Back to my impending whiteness, I’m actually a wee bit excited about the fact because it’s a reminder that I’m growing older and wiser. Ageing has never worried me. Everyone that has galloped through the gate of 40 assures me that I’ll feel differently when it’s my turn.
It’s my aim to prove them wrong. As far as I’m concerned growing old is a freaking gift that isn’t afforded everyone so it’s something to embrace, not get your knickers in a knot about. Life can be cut short and this is something I learned quite young in life.
What I do fear is my temple, aka my body, not lasting as long as my crazy-ass mind. Mind you I’ve put myself through a lot of checks recently and got lots of big juicy ticks so that’s reassuring! Now to ace the 24-hour blood pressure one next week.