Another Hair Raising blog.

Good evening!
I enjoy blogging with all of you. It keeps me from eating too much in front of the T.V.
Well, here I am. In the library, trying to speed read all the blogs since I can't download the fast way to see who wrote something new. In all honesty sometimes I have to go back and read what I had written. The return comments I receive in my email always have me wondering what I said. Especially when Patti replies with a "LOL". I think, 'What did I write the other day?' I know Ginko Biloba. I need a memory supplement sometimes. Did you know that in North Korea, there is a mandate out stating that men cannot have their hair no longer than three inches because they believe that the longer the hair, the less energy the brain has to function since the hair needs nourishment to grow. ( And they have control of how many nuclear weapons?)
Anyway, I let my hair down today. Literally. I got more stares and comments than the Bambi at an NRA convention. It was awkward but in an odd way, a little empowering. Kind of like big breasts with the bounce, but not as mesmerizing to men. With all the attention I considered marching into the Boss' office, just long enough for him to be taken aback, at which I would mention another raise. Just to see, ya know. If it worked I would get everyone in the shop to wear a wig and try it too.
Like clockwork, it frizzed. But it wasn't so bad. But it got me thinking about The Amazing Race. For those of you who don't know, people race around the world, solving clues and completing tasks along the way to make it first at the final destination, thereby winning $1,000,000.00. Last night, a married couple were in India, I believe, and the task was for both to shave their heads completely bald. (This task came up the last season and the women refused) As motivated to win as she was, the wife, while crying, let the Local man cut her hair. Her husband was already bald. I was amazed that she did it - hence the name of the show. But she was willing to give up vanity for money. Does that make her noble or greedy? Or within an astounding amount of memory loss? Would I shave my head for money?
No. Food, maybe. Let's just hope it doesn't have to come to that, shall we?
So I ask all of you since this is an interactive blog. What would you sacrifice for a million dollars? What wouldn't you sacrifice?
I would sacrifice: Speeding tickets, plucking and shaving, brussel sprouts, and an ex-boyfriend to be named later.
I would not sacrifice: All together now...Chocolate!, Food!, Mark Harmon and Patrick Dempsey - in no particular order, and my long runs with all of you!