breakfast with mom

This morning I woke up early to dye my hair, a little more red to color this old blonde hair which has darkened & faded into a blah color.  It's not even brown.  I'd be happy with brown. But no, it seems like brown, but it lacks any warmth at all.  So I add a little red.  Not a lot.  Hardly any even.  Most people wouldn't it call it red, but it's enough to add a little warmth and cover my rapidly growing cluster of grays in the front.  My mom is 64 and has only started going hard core gray so why am I graying at 28?    I tried to call my grandfather to say hello, but he was gone so I ended up calling my mom and chatting because she has the day off.   I hardly ever make coffee at home during the week let alone make breakfast.  So it was nice to sit down with coffee and eggs and have breakfast with my mom.   She also drove down to work with me (after I switched to my cell phone) and walked me into the office.   I know cell phones can be annoying.*   But times like today are when I love them.  When my mom can take me to work.  :)

I'm excited for tomorrow because although I still have to work, I'll be out of the office all day in a meeting. OK, the meeting is the least exciting part.  But I get to take public transit to the meeting which will be something different and kind of cool and I might even bring some knitting along for the 45 minute+ commute.  I haven't knit since Sunday so this weekend I'll have to be a knitting maniac to finish the sleeves

*Like at the ballet the other night when a woman took her cell phone with her into the loo.  There were only two stalls and an extremely long line of people trying to get in & out during intermission yet this woman needed to check her messages while peeing?  whatever.   If my mom can hear that I'm talking to her on my cell  phone while I'm in a store, she'll say good-bye.  She hates people who shop while talking and she won't let me do it with her.  Her behavior has made me less likely to do it too.   

Comments

[pinky]

"color hair" has been on my to-do list for weeks. My hair is brown, I color it brown. But it tends toward a sort of brassy reddishness that only goes away by using a plastic squeeze bottle and those cheap plastic "gloves" that come attached to the directions. And I found a few grays today that must, must, must be covered. I will go to the grave with dark brown hair, by any means necessary.

[monica]

i'm still letting my gray grow in. i think my curly hair disguises it still, but it's just a matter of time before i have to deal with it. oh the ballet is nothing. i was once in a gallery exhibit at moca. it was just me and my boyfriend and one other woman who took out her cell phone and talked on the phone RIGHT NEXT TO ME!! i had to let her have it. the nerve of some people!!

[Carrie]

I need to color mine too. I've got some roots like you wouldn't believe, dahling!

I used to hate when I worked retail and people would talk on their phones and half pay attention to the person ringing them up. RUDE.

[Vicki]

My hair's the same way. It used to get super blonde in the summer. Now it's just the most boring flat brown ever all year round. Thank God for dye. Some people are so rude with their phones!

[stacy]

I am also a little irritated by phones, but will admit that on occasion that I will run through my call list when I am at the laundromat or walking around. What I don't do is have a conversation when I in tight quarters or somewhere awkward. I also hate the ringing so I will answer and say I need to call you back.