Mid-Life Crisis

My hair has pink in it.

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As I was dropping AJ off at summer care this morning I started to think, "Am I too old for pink hair? How many other mom's have pink hair? I'm I having a mid-life crisis? What sports car would I buy? Why don't I have a live-in babysitter to run off with?"

I kid myself every once in a while; I fill my own head with delusions of being a bohemian chic mama, wearing flowing skirts and tank tops and flip flops every day. I want to plant a tree, wear no make-up, cut off ALL of my hair and dye it a bright and obnoxious color. Then I come back to earth and realize that I have to work in a corporate office, make money, pay a mortgage and buy a new bra. And support my yarn habit.

*sigh*

So, here I am with a couple pink stripes in my hair. Am I too old? Perhaps. Do I love it anyway? Abso-freaking-lutely. Is it me? Most definitely.

I like me.