About the last time we were here... the shower. We started in there; and then we were painting bedroom walls from the shower - completely clothed, of course. I am WAY too modest [Jeni, shut your mouth] for shower painting with anything less than a jogging suit zipped all the way.
But what I originally wanted to go over is the amount of hair I'm losing every time I wash it. It's unreal. I'm talking about fist-fulls. Several people have said they've also lost a ton of hair after pregnancy, and it later grew back in. I'm just nervous it won't come back. Am I going to wake up tomorrow morning looking like I've got a bad case of mange? Let's hope not. Really, let's all close our eyes and hope. Together. Right now. Do it. Squeeze your hands real tight. It helps.
Anyway - that's all. I just wanted to revisit the shampooing in the shower subject. It's typical of me to start a thought and end in a 10-foot ditch of random ideas and incomplete thoughts. This feels normal to me. I've got a constant stream of consciousness. It's a wonder I ever make sense or fall asleep. You can bet I'm working REALLY HARD to pay attention to you when you're talking because the mirror border around the restaurant booth is shiny and flashy and making me notice the giant piece of parsley in the girl's teeth across the way. And do you have to repaint your nails every single day or what? I've been tested for A.D.D. I flunked.
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