I spent about 1/2 hour writing this post about my mom's enormous hair, and when I "posted" it, everything disappeared but the title. Mom? Are you monitoring me? If so: I don't care. The truth needs to be told. Your hair is big. And it makes you look older than you are. It's been the same basic hairdo--big, teased, tamed, shaped, sprayed--since the early 60s. It's worked hard. It needs to retire. Please stop the madness. The rolling. The perming. The teasing. The shaping. The spraying. Don't you ever just want to wash and go? Huh, Mom? If you added up every minute you've spent fixing your hair, or getting it fixed, permed or rolled by someone else, I bet you'd get about 7 years of your life back. Mom? Are you there?
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