MOM: So, you’re still a blonde, dear? Still liking your hair that color?
(NOTE: Bear in mind, my mother knows all about the book.)
ME: Well, yeah, mom. I'm writing a book about having it this way, remember??? I love it blonde. I think having it this color is really fun. I want to keep it blonde forever, but I’m only going to for the next few weeks. Then I’m going to dye it brown. You know that.
DAD: Noooooooooo! You’re going to dye it BROWN? WHY?
(NOTE: Bear in mind, my father, too, knows all about the book. He was my main advisor when I asked him if I should quit my job to write it. Just a week earlier, he asked me to email him my blog address.)
ME: For the book, dad. Remember the blog address you asked to see last week?
DAD: Yes. I still don't really understand what a "blog" is...(Absently turns to the next page of his paper.)
BROTHER GREG: You’re writing a book?
MOM: Yes, she needs to dye it brown, so she can see what happens. First she is BLONDE, to see if people treat her differently. Then she dyes it BROWN, and sees if people treat her differently. Haven't you checked out her weblog?
BROTHER GREG: Brown? Really? Why brown?
ME: Dude. Mom just said.
DAD: Don’t dye it brown…you should keep it blonde! (Shaking his head and going back to his paper.) It looks so pretty blonde.
GREG: Yeah, blonde’s the way to go.
ME: But guys, I have to. I just told you. It's for the experiement. That's the whole point of the book.
DAD: What book?
ME: (Sigh.) Nevermind.
Well, at least now I know how my family feels.
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hey girl... don't fret too much.
That's gonna be you in 30 years time.
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