Recently I attended my 20 year class reunion. How all those years have passed is way beyond my comprehension. I wasn't excited about my reunion until I found out the bad ThunderKat was playing. I am a personal friend with the band and their wives so I knew that even if I didn't want to associate with my old classmates I would be in good company with the band. I have to say I suddenly felt so much cooler then I ever felt in high school!!
I had a great time rocking out and dancing like I had no abandon. Heck I had no kids and we had a babysitter all night...it really was fun. Throughout the evening and a few (or maybe a few more) drinks we started talking about hair. This conversation should be quite innocent. Who can get all down and dirty while talking about hair. Then we started talking about gray hair and dye jobs. Okay still pretty innocent and then it happened.
Julie: "You know, I notice my gray hair way more in that spot."
Lorene: "Which spot?"
Julie: "You know on me I notice the gray hair there."
Okay now I know the spot and frankly I am at a loss as to how to respond. So I figure if we are having this conversation to jump in with both feet.
Lorene: "I don't know gray hair there because I don't have hair there."
Needless to say I now know way more about my dear friend Julie then I ever thought I would know. I know that she doesn't want to shave everywhere because she doesn't want her husband to think she is an 11 year old girl. She'd rather be a football field then the Amazon rain forest and she thinks waxing hurts like HE--!!
Yes the conversation was lively, the bad rocked out and thanks to both old and new friends the memories will last a life time.