BrainDrain

I’m thinking of dyeing my hair purple. No, not outlandishly bright purple; more like a deep violet or something. I dunno…I’ve always wanted to do that. I’ve also been thinking about cutting my hair shorter…like a bob that curls under but with layers. I apologize to all the guys reading my blog. This is probably so not what you feel like reading about but it’s a real dilemma. My only concern with getting a purple bob haircut is that invariably I might be called for a job interview or have to go to a conference last minute. And then what? But then again, it might not look that outlandish. Blah…I won’t know until I try it.

Yea, so I was waiting for a friend. In order to get a closer look as to when they would be arriving, I went to the row of chairs by the wall to sit down. I guess I was distracted or something because I sat down but there was no chair under me. Long story short: I fell flat on my a$$ pretty hard.

As if that in itself wasn’t bad enough, there were people all around. One lady actually asked if I was okay but other people just snickered. One man, to make light of the situation, said something like, "yea, those chairs have been known to move," which was funny but it was so embarrassing ’cause he was all loud about it.  I couldn’t look people in the face after that. I mean, it was pretty funny and I guess I would have laughed too if it had been someone else.

Yea, so the day after that episode, my butt felt sore and, for a brief moment, I forgot why. It was like I had blocked out the trauma of my butt-injury. I had to replay the whole day and then I was like, "Oh yea, I fell on my a$$ yesterday." I told people about it and they had a good laugh too. My mom got all freaked out because she thought I needed to get X-rayed. Like I had fractured my hip or something! It’s not like I’m that old lady in that commercial, "Help! I’ve fallen and I can’t get up."

Anyway, so it’s kinda sore when I sit on it and I had to look in the mirror and see the yellow-blue bruises. Moral of the story, kiddies? Next time, I will look before I sit. You would think that I would have learned that lesson when I was three or something. Obviously, some people learn the hard way….and I mean, hard! Ouch, my poor a$$.