I’m starting to go grey. I admit it. I’m 26 and have this nice grey spot on my right temple. I always figured that I would lighten and eventually go white like my dad’s doing (he’s 48, and I didn’t notice until last year… lucky him). Welp, here I am, at 26 with a grey spot the size of a quarter. My brother, Tim, and I always talked about what would happen if we started losing our hair, and I always said I wouldn’t care. I’d shave my head before I’d dye out the grey, or wear a toup. Now that I’m here, though, I’m not so sure. I’m definitely not losing hair, cuz I have to go to the hair-cuttin’ lady’s place every 4 weeks, or I get what I affectionately call “preacher hair”. But grey? Come ON!! I’m not even mature yet. So, here’s my plan. If I go super-grey, like all over, I’m dying my hair Kool-Aid Blue.
You know, we just got back from Tucson, and you’d think I’d be all refreshed and ready to work after a week of loafing and losing Pinochle games repeatedly (and not to make them feel good or anything; they just kicked our butts) to my in-laws… I’m not. The same old frustrations are still here. Why do we think that things will be different if we’re gone for a week? Duh… silly man.
So, here we are in sunny Tucson, visiting Jen’s parents. It’s so nice to be away from work, and home and everything for a week. I even hesitate to check mail, but I guess I have to. Well, we’ll enjoy the company, the Pinochle, the food and the weather for a few more days and then head back to chilly DC… oh, and work too.
Oh, and Jen’s gonna start doing Max’s Blog so I can stop feeling guilty about not updating it. Won’t that be nice?
Hi, it’s me again. Max’s page is up and running with his very own blog. He’s very very excited about it – he drooled all over himself! His page will get a whole lot more cheerful when I have time to design it some more.