Well, usually I wear a baseball hat in the jeep to keep my big hair under control. I forgot it, plus my hair was wet. But I figured the breeze blowing through it on the 15 minute ride would at least dry it. When I got to the doctor's office, I was running a few minutes late (I hate to be late for anything!) I ran inside the building and got a quick glance at myself at the big mirror hanging in the lobby. This is what my hair looked like:
I didn't have time to stop in the ladies room, so I did a quick finger comb-through and made to the receptionist's desk 4 minutes late. Here was the conversation:
"Hi! Sorry I'm late!"
She stared up at me through her window for a few seconds and said,
"Hi. What did you do to your hair?"
"I know. I drove here in my jeep. With the top down."
"I love it!"
(I laugh at her sarcasm.)
"No, I really love it! It looks great on you! You should wear it that way all the time- it's kind of wild! Makes you look so young!"
So, next time I want to go for that wannabe rock star grandma look, I know how to do it.

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