Hi everyone on AW!

It's been a few weeks. Christmas is over and work is in high gear. Lots of projects and no time to come on here and talk to everyone. I miss that and hope I can get on more.

Last time I posted I talked about wearing a wig to my work holiday party. I did not end up wearing one to that event, but since then I have been wearing them more frequently. Actually I should qualify that, wearing them around people who know me and know what I look like "normally."

Scene one: McDonald's.

I am a frequent diet coke purchaser. In fact, people at 4 different local McDonald's know me. Sad, but true and perhaps a topic for another blog post! First thing that happens, in the parking lot some guy whistles at me. Okay, that's not bad! I walk in to get my DC. Girl behind register knows me and recognizes me. She immediately looks down and proceeds to take my order whilst talking entirely at her register. This I found amusing. DC purchased I leave snickering in my head.

Scene two: My aunt's house

Yesterday I decided to wear my wig to a family function. Now, this is a pretty wild wig. I just got it. Very curly and bodacious and I love it. But I gave my family no warning. My uncle gives me a huge compliment on my hair and I fess up that it is a wig. My aunt looks disturbed. My grandma...nothing. Once my uncle leaves the room my aunt and grandma start to talk about the chemo people they know wearing wigs. They affirm they would wear wigs if they had chemo too. Yup. Wigs and chemo. That's it people. Only reason to wear a wig ya know. But I am positive and tell them that I started looking into wigs because I lost over half my hair back in august and it looked as though I would have to wear one soon. I still don't know why they haven't noticed my hair loss but whatever. My grandma says her line that my mom's hair loss is due to medication. I have no idea what is causing my mom's hair loss, heck I don't know what is causing mine...but I nod my head.

So far so good. Ohh but the night is young! Later that night my uncle proceeds to ask a ton of questions on wigs. My uncle does this to everybody and is the type of person that by the time you are done answering his questions, no one will EVER ask you another one on the topic. Fair enough. BUT! He then proceeds to suggest that my aunt should try one. NO NO NO!!! Yup it turned ugly. My aunt was NOT happy.

So again you say FM what's your point. Here's my point. I will use outline form.

1. you start to loose your hair
2. you're devastated and humiliated about it
3. you wonder what people with think about you. what will they say. will they notice. you hope not.
4. you try first to conceal it
5. then you grow strong enough to try hair pieces
6. you wear them
7. now you have hair only models have!
8. people notice you because now your hair is great
9. women get mad at you because your hair is great...their boyfriends
notice.
10. you have now gone full circle. from humiliation to a goddess.
11. you are back to hoping no one notices you...

CRAZY!!!!

But in the middle of all that nonsense, there is still a person in there. Me. I am not my hair people. Yet my hair sure has caused a lot of trouble! I like wigs now, but I probably would not wear one if I didn't have too. Don't hate me, pity me, envy me, feel jealous of me....

Human beings are odd. You know what I mean?