First, let me apologize if I don't comment on your blogs today - - I am sitting at a hotel computer and it has this ridiculous rubber keyboard that is almost impossible to navigate. Ugh. My fingers are going to smell like Firestones when I'm finished.
But I did have a thought I wanted to share. An important one, I might add. Relevant to those over the age of 30.
Yesterday I picked my husband up at school so we could leave for Seattle from there. The car was all packed, and I was so ready to go. I moved over to the passenger seat and waited for him to come. While I was sitting there, I pulled the mirror down to see how old I looked in the natural sunlight and to decide if I needed to wear a scarf around my aging neck. To my horror, I saw a hair - - on my neck! It was about as long as my arm. Just there. Mocking me. For anybody to see. I know. We all get stray hairs on the most unusual parts of our bodies. Hairs that the under 30 crowd has no experience with - - yet. I quickly pulled out the tweezers that all of us over-30s carry and plucked. Then I scanned quickly for any other offending strays. Phew! Nothing.
But, here is my thought. Yes, a stray hair now and then is normal. BUT WHY DOESN'T ANYBODY TELL YOU THAT YOU HAVE ONE??!!!! I know. No one wants to be told by a stranger that we have a foot-long hanging from our chin. But, seriously -- why can't a friend or a husband or wife mention it?! Instead, we go through our daily routine thinking nothing is wrong. While everyone around us is silently laughing at us or feeling sorry for us for NOT KNOWING!
So, next time you see a hair where it shouldn't be - - mention it. Text it, message it, phone it in. However you have to do it - - just do it! The hairy person will thank you.