But I just can't bring myself to shut it down because going to my own blog is the easiest way for me to keep tabs on the other [wittier] bloggers I like to follow. I'm not into the Google Reader or whatever the hell it's called. I don't want yet another fricken web page to check every day.
Out of sheer desperation, I offer this. I changed my profile pic to one that was taken a mere week ago, the newest picture of me on the internet ANYWHERE. If I could caption it, it would read, "I Fought the Gray and the Gray Won". In August I'm going to turn 50. Fifty. Five-Oh. I think I look pretty good. In person. Still take a shitty picture. Recently it dawned on me that I no longer give a shit. Not about the age, nor the hair, nor the multiple sclerosis. They are just little pieces of the puzzle that is Me.
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I thik your gray hair looks just fine. I also think that living with it as it is is one leck of a lot easier than coloring it every four-six weeks. Cheaper, too. I don't have as much gray as you do, but I like the way it's coming in.
Oh, and remember, it's a blog - not a novel.
Webster, you are right. My blog is just for me to get stuff off my chest, isn't it? I don't have to be deep and emotive nor even make any damned sense if I don't want to, do I?
No Anne, you don't!
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