Saturday, July 14, 2007

Hair (Sunday Scribblings)

Hair is a very important thing that we have on our bodies. I'm sure men that go bald early would agree how important it is for us to have a good chunk of hair on our heads.

All of us kids inherited thick hair from my dad. And our hair grows like crazy. My dad is past fifty, yet has a very thick head of hair. It is graying just a little, but he still looks a lot like he did when he was 30 except a few pounds heavier.

I hate cleaning hair out of drains. I start to dry heave and if not caught, will eventually throw up. I have no idea why, but it just totally grosses me out. Even if its my own hair.

Today I saw a neighbor at the store. He lives down the street. He was severely burned while deployed in Iraq. I don't know the details, (nor do I know his name) , but a lot of the hair on his head is completely gone. Instead he has scars, and then a little less than half his hair is on his head. I can only imagine his feelings about how he now looks, especially with patchy hair on his head.

While I was pregnant with my son, my hair grew like crazy. And not just on my head. Everywhere, and I mean everywhere. It must have been the testosterone from my very male little boy. I didn't even lose hair in the shower. The funny thing is that after he was born, just a few weeks later, it started to really come out. When I was pregnant with my daughter, none of this crazy hair thing happened. That's why I think it was the testosterone.

I've been told that I have nice hair, great hair.... I actually like my hair. I've learned how to make it look good finally. And when my hair looks good, I find that I am more confident. Don't know why really. Maybe because I feel good about how I look.

These are my random thoughts about hair.


Rob Kistner said...

Hair, there, and everywhere... it certainly wraps itself into our lives -- and how our hair looks definitely affects our mood.

Enjoyed your post, and your hair looks nice in the photo... ;)

Thoroughly Mormon Millie said...

That reminds me - I was going to pluck my eyebrows, shave my legs, bleach my "bigote" and color my hair today before church. Looks like I have a busy morning ahead of me.

That's interesting, about the dry heaves. I know there are things that do the same thing to me if I have to touch/look at them, but I can't think what they are right now.

Patois said...

Very good to read your random thoughts. About the hair in the drain: one of the few things that I don't find major-ly repulsive. Rather, I see it as just a kind of ewwww deal.

gautami tripathy said...

YOu do seem to have great hair looking at your picture. And great kids too.

Did I forget the Hubby..:D

wendy said...

You do have great hair!

I should get off the computer and pluck my eyebrows, but I just don't wanna...

Lei said...

Oh, I shudder because I hate cleaning out the drain, too. My husband does it for me usually, and that's so strange to me because he's considered to be the weak stomached one in our relationship... I can usually handle vomit and diarrhea and all those other lovely things that children add to your life. But not hair! Blech!

Paul said...

Interesting post. Strange the way pregnancy makes you different. My wife went through something similar.