I'm Losing It

Well, I can't hide it any longer.  And I'm spending way too much time on Picassa filling in the bare spot.  So I thought I'd come clean.  My hair is leaving me.  Well, to be more specific, it's leaving the top of my head.  But it has decided to show up on other parts of my body.  Oh well!  What can I do?

Fred says that he hates when I shave my head.  I still can't get a straight answer out of him as to why.  But regardless, I'd rather be completely shaven than to have a bald spot for the world to see.  So, I shave it close enough so that I don't turn him off completely.  Truth be told, Fred is losing his hair faster than I am.  But he's more vain about it.  And if I had my druthers, I'd want him to shave his head too.  I find it sexy.

I suppose I could try to fight it.  But really, I don't care about my hair.  It's just one more thing that I have to worry about during the day.  And so far, little children aren't running away from me in horror.  So it can't be all that bad.  Although it would be nice if Fred would like it.

Here I am, "Holding Back The Years".  ha!

Photo by Johnny.
I think I'll make it my new Facebook Profile Picture.  It makes me laugh.

Your Friend, m.

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