New Things

Trying new things can be fun. I tried something new today, it wasn't fun. I like experimenting with my hair. I've been doing a lot of that lately.

My goal was a reddish blond. Instead, I sported strawberry pink hair for about an hour this afternoon. I tearfully hid in my bedroom and locked the door. I didn't want any surprise visits from the multitude of teenagers living in the house. I don't think I could have handled the raucous laughter.

My Blueberry was in the other room planning world domination with his associates. I texted him a desperate plea for help. He abandoned his buddies and made a mad dash to the nearest drugstore to purchase my usual boring box of color.

I'm done with the experiments for a while. I can't take that kind of excitement.