Petunia rambles on and on….

Got through National Blog Post Month – and many days had nothing intelligent to say.

I’m sure that came as a great shock to the entire family.

Here’s what I got, though.

I’d put in in the sidebar, where it belongs, but I don’t know how with this widget-ready stuff and Briley is working!! (I could do it on my old blog, sir!!)

of November. I’ve participated in NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month) again and got through the whole thing. Complete. A post every day, or at least a new one showed up every day.  I can write the posts in advance and set them up to become visible at a future date and time.  And Brian helped me set up a new blog theme, complete with MY photos in the headers. In addition to writing posts. I spent a good bit of time cropping pictures to fit the allowable space!

While there have been good days and bad days this month, as in all months, there were a few particularly unusual days, too.  Days where I couldn’t have put together a coherent sentence, where my head was so twisted out of shape that I probably had trouble remembering how to walk!

Odd that I can remember some stuff so very clearly, though. I remembered that voice like I’d just heard it yesterday, and I remembered it from hundreds of late-night phone calls that lasted half the night. So very long ago. The laugh! The feelings and emotions that came rushing back up to the surface  – and it was good to know that I can still think like that and feel like that! The intensity still!

And now? Now it’ll soon be December. And I need to not remember all of it every day. And I’ve been telling myself that every day for a long damn time, that it was a long damn time ago. But it doesn’t change anything and the feelings haven’t gone away. And they never will. And I’ll keep on asking “What if…..” for as long as I live.

And I must live with that, I always have. But now I know that he remembers, too. That helps some.

My hair didn’t gray early – it went white!

It’s probably genetic; my mother’s hair was snow-white for many years, after having colored it for many years! Mine, too. She did speculate, though, that stress may have been a factor. Apparently, there have been some/many cases where hair has turned gray or white much more rapidly than normal when the person has been subjected to some traumatic happening or event. My father died suddenly when my mother was 39 years old, after 20 years of a very happy marriage. He was buried on my mother’s 40th birthday. She often wondered if this was the reason why she very quickly went from dark brown hair to very gray in less than 2 years, those years immediately following his death.

I’m very much like her in so many ways, including being the only dark-haired one of the siblings, as she was in her own family. I was about 42 when I started dealing with an emotionally stressful time. The damn hair is white. Genetics or stress really doesn’t matter, I guess.

For years, I colored it, and recently let it grow out. While I was still thinking about doing it, I progressively colored it lighter and lighter, trying to soften the “edge” as it changed over.  And when I finally stopped coloring it completely, I got it cut quite short, to minimize the time it looked hideous!

But what I’ve found out is that, for some odd reason, the hair that grows at the nape of my neck is still DARK!!  And I’m not sure why, and there’s nothing I can do about it. When I went in for a haircut today, I told Laurie, my hairdresser, that I think I want to go back to the longer style, as it was a year ago and I’m not so sure about the white, either. But I wanted her to start angling up the back again, and letting the top grow.

And here’s the nape!!

What the hell??  But ya know, I kind-of like it!!