Fun Monday #14 Bad Hair Day
Robin over at Pensieve is hosting this weeks Fun Monday.
She chose "bad hair" as her topic - knowing that
"Bloggers are notorious exhibitionists."
The truth is I have a bad hair day every day
now that I am gray. I see some beautiful silver
and slate tresses out there, including those belonging to my sisters. Unfortunately, my hair is salt and pepper and pipe cleaner.
As generations choose their new hairstyles, they are guaranteeing that they will look at their old photographs many years down the road and wonder, "What were we thinking?"
My generation thought "big hair" and "ratting" was quite the thing. That was before the politically correct term of "teasing" even made it to town.
My favorite memory is of a
That's when a gift arrived from somewhere high in the sky. With no warning, a big bird blob of poop fell directly on the top of her style. The gooey mess made sudden impact with little initial damage because she was hair-sprayed stiff as a chain-link fence. However, as she walked, there was a slow slicing and dicing down through the tangled layers towards her scalp. Its cold tickle must have registered in her brain and she began to shake her head, flail her arms, and scream "H.E.LP, H.E.L.P" to her walking partner.
Perhaps I should have yelled "Bombs Away," or said something equally as clever a bit earlier, to make her aware that she'd been splatted. Unfortunately, I was
Hope you enjoy my big hair, and check out the rest of the participants locks as well.