"Boomer this, you pod impacted little shit" made me spit my coffee this morning. Thank you so much for the "pink patch" validation as well. My hair stylist swears its no big deal. Lying bitch. I stumbled on your column, thank god, and immediately read all your columns, subscribed, and sent a gift subscription to my sister. As a single woman of a certain age, with white hair, no children, and a rather unorthodox personal history you are my new best friend. More columns please!
My hair has always been my crowning worry. As long as the mirror has reflected enough to cover my scalp I haven't fretted about what's on floor and furniture. My concern began only the winter I started to need to wrap my head in a neckscarf indoors to keep my ears warm.
(Home-use-only tip for penny-pinchers: supermarket takeout labels usually peel off intact and, recycled, perform the same as pet hair removal stickum paper.) —df
I’m new to you- I’m new to substack. Thankfully you were staffs choice or something like that- my memory likes to play hide and seek with me from time to time- anyways, I always get a good laugh! Honesty is the best humor! Thanks for that! Have you considered teaching a course or two on bringing humor into writing? Just a thought…ask your muse- she might want to.
Thank you. I did, when I was working at newspapers and magazines, sometimes put in a guest appearance at the Columbia J School and talk to the kids about feature writing. But my muse is a moody babe, she shows up only when she feels like it. And right now, what she's feeling is this column.
Observing my 27 year old daughter's Rapunzel locks does nothing for my self esteem. Painful reminder of what I've lost and will never regain, as my follicles are dormant.
I just had the same conversation with my dermatologist! But it wasn’t witty! Hearing the side effects of the pill made it a huge no…I’ll just have to think pink! Cheers!
OMG! Living now in San Miguel de Allende gives me the prefect excuse to wear a hat at all times! (Except bed.) I just moved from the Guadiana to the San Antonio neighborhood, and the 5-pack ScotchBrite pet hair removers came along, in their little box.
I really needed a good laugh this morning, even as I pick a hair out of my coffee.
I've tried every shampoo, conditioner, vitamin, mousse, hairspray etc. there is. I draw the line at those high priced supplements and minoxidil. I would rather spend my money on a good book and a good bottle of wine. Hair loss? What hair loss?
Marycat, It occurred to me this morning, as I was making coffee, that maybe I should wear a hairnet while cooking. Luckily, I rarely cook. But the way those hairs flutter down -- I feel like they are taunting me.
I put up my hair and brush off my clothing with a damp towel before I cook for anyone other than myself. Mostly I find hair on the carpet, little wads that form from walking on it. And its a bitch having to clean the hairs from the beater bar on my vacuum cleaner. Yes, those hairs are taunting us. Since I turned 60 five years ago, my hair has thinned noticeably. It's so depressing. So I thank you so much for making me laugh about it.
I started to read the column, and I was laughing so hard, I just read it out loud to Tracy. Both of us loved it! Your flipping off the millennials had me on the floor clutching my sides. I would say "more! more!" but you're already on a roll. We can't wait for your next column. Maybe the stiches in our sides ,may have even repaired themselves by then.
"Boomer this, you pod impacted little shit" made me spit my coffee this morning. Thank you so much for the "pink patch" validation as well. My hair stylist swears its no big deal. Lying bitch. I stumbled on your column, thank god, and immediately read all your columns, subscribed, and sent a gift subscription to my sister. As a single woman of a certain age, with white hair, no children, and a rather unorthodox personal history you are my new best friend. More columns please!
My hair has always been my crowning worry. As long as the mirror has reflected enough to cover my scalp I haven't fretted about what's on floor and furniture. My concern began only the winter I started to need to wrap my head in a neckscarf indoors to keep my ears warm.
(Home-use-only tip for penny-pinchers: supermarket takeout labels usually peel off intact and, recycled, perform the same as pet hair removal stickum paper.) —df
I’m new to you- I’m new to substack. Thankfully you were staffs choice or something like that- my memory likes to play hide and seek with me from time to time- anyways, I always get a good laugh! Honesty is the best humor! Thanks for that! Have you considered teaching a course or two on bringing humor into writing? Just a thought…ask your muse- she might want to.
Cindy,
Thank you. I did, when I was working at newspapers and magazines, sometimes put in a guest appearance at the Columbia J School and talk to the kids about feature writing. But my muse is a moody babe, she shows up only when she feels like it. And right now, what she's feeling is this column.
Observing my 27 year old daughter's Rapunzel locks does nothing for my self esteem. Painful reminder of what I've lost and will never regain, as my follicles are dormant.
I just had the same conversation with my dermatologist! But it wasn’t witty! Hearing the side effects of the pill made it a huge no…I’ll just have to think pink! Cheers!
OMG! Living now in San Miguel de Allende gives me the prefect excuse to wear a hat at all times! (Except bed.) I just moved from the Guadiana to the San Antonio neighborhood, and the 5-pack ScotchBrite pet hair removers came along, in their little box.
I really needed a good laugh this morning, even as I pick a hair out of my coffee.
I've tried every shampoo, conditioner, vitamin, mousse, hairspray etc. there is. I draw the line at those high priced supplements and minoxidil. I would rather spend my money on a good book and a good bottle of wine. Hair loss? What hair loss?
Marycat, It occurred to me this morning, as I was making coffee, that maybe I should wear a hairnet while cooking. Luckily, I rarely cook. But the way those hairs flutter down -- I feel like they are taunting me.
Always hair in everything that I bring out of the kitchen.
I also find little hair bunnies in the armpits of my sweaters.
I put up my hair and brush off my clothing with a damp towel before I cook for anyone other than myself. Mostly I find hair on the carpet, little wads that form from walking on it. And its a bitch having to clean the hairs from the beater bar on my vacuum cleaner. Yes, those hairs are taunting us. Since I turned 60 five years ago, my hair has thinned noticeably. It's so depressing. So I thank you so much for making me laugh about it.
I started to read the column, and I was laughing so hard, I just read it out loud to Tracy. Both of us loved it! Your flipping off the millennials had me on the floor clutching my sides. I would say "more! more!" but you're already on a roll. We can't wait for your next column. Maybe the stiches in our sides ,may have even repaired themselves by then.
Thank you Tracy & Lucian. Would we have ever thought, in the 70s in the Village, that this would be happening to us?
To the extent that I did any thinking at all in the Village in the 70's, the answer is no.