LIVING LIFE

This post is about having a bad hair day – actually about having about a week of bad hair days. Generally I am not a person who is overly concerned about how my hair looks- just ask anyone who walks behind me. My effort begins and ends with the front of my head and I assume that anyone who wants to communicate with me will eventually see my face, so why care about the way the back of my head looks.

Without sounding like a hair care commercial, I use the same brand of shampoo and conditioner which is easily found in any store. The logo is identical on both products and the shape of the bottles are similar. Truthfully, I am not sure that conditioner does much, but in light of the fact that my color-treated gray hair is not particularly cooperative, I use it anyways.

After having a week of exceptionally bad hair days, I discovered that I had accidentally replaced an almost empty conditioner bottle with a new shampoo bottle. This meant that I was walking around with shampoo-coated hair which could have turned me into a human bubble making machine had it rained.

I now have each product identified in very large uppercase letters courtesy of an old Dymo labeler.

And I am aging with humor.

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