Tuesday, May 27, 2008

My One Beauty

So, I have to thank you for your sweet condolences about my hair incident. The hair incident.

I'm not a particularly vain woman, but I have to say that my hair has always been my crowning glory. Every time I think about it I remember Beth (?) from Little Women, exclaiming after her sister has sold her hair for Papa, "Meg! Your one beauty!!".

It hasn't always behaved as I would like and I have been known to fight it's very nature, but... the color....that's winning the genetic lottery right there.

Here I am with Andrew as a baby (pre-hair trauma):

It's growing out. Slowly but surely. And Rose, you are right - I can hardly keep my hands off of my porcupine scalp!

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Hair Hell

I'm not going to post of picture of it here, because it would just be too awful.

Buuuut....let me just say that two weeks ago my lovely hair stylist chemically straightened my crazy-curly hair. She has done this twice before, and I have had it done many, many times in my life. In all these times, never even the slightest incident.

However, due to some freak of hair nature, the chemicals totally went berserk on my head, eating into my scalp and totally wrecking the cuticle of large chunks of my hair.

The worst part? Now my hair has literally broken off in huge patches leaving about 1/2" of growth. If you rub my hair it feels like a teenage boy who's shaved his head and it's just growing in a little. Except I am able to do a bit of a comb-over.

Yes, I do feel like a total brat for writing this when there are so many brave, brave souls losing their hair to chemo, and I know there is general misery in the world.

Please understand that I'm not really complaining, as I am in total disbelief every time I look in the mirror. It's sort of awful, sort of hilarious.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Guess Who Turns 1 Today?

It's hard to believe that I've been keeping this blog for a year now, and although I am late to work, I couldn't let the day go by without acknowledging my first anniversary.

When I started writing this blog I guess I did it to escape some of the sad things that were going on in my life. It quickly turned into a safe, nurturing, creative space for me - the adult equivalent of a child's treehouse.

So on this day, I send thanks to all of you who have been readers, cheerleaders, and inspirations.

Thank you, thank you.