Nazis & Cancer, It Must Be Christmas!

Season's Greetings, Fellow Travelers!

Last week, my PS referred to my post--surgical haircut as the "Lesbian Seagull Look" whereas I found the crude head shaving on one side to be far more reminiscent of a certain 70's mini-series, whose extras came directly off the boxcars and were marched directly to the "showers".  very quickly.

Those extras didn't have names or backstories because they didn't have lines, they were killed and disposed of that fast!

That's how I saw my haircut.  As some 70's TV mini-series producer's idea of what a WWII-era death camp victim would look like.

And not the stars either.  No Meryl Streep or Tovah Feldshuh!  No, sirree!  An extra. A lowly extra whose only purpose was to serve as a background of misery for the "principals".  No speaking parts.  Just guards yelling, "Macht schnell!" a lot.  No names.  No discerning characteristics.  Just doomed.   With really bad haircuts!  Really, really bad!  We're talking butchered bad.

It always gets back to those pesky Nazis!  A wise woman recently reminded me that hair, particularly mine, does in fact, grow.  Does it?  When it's chopped so short. and so uneven maybe it just sort of gives up!

70's Made-for-television Mini-series .
                                        My shorn head might have been an extra in another series,  AMC's, "The Walking Dead" - I could have been a zombie extra.  Even better!

Now?  A week has gone since my hair was assaulted and it no longer resembles either a seagull or a 70's TV producer's idea of what an Auschwitz victim looked like:  I just look like someone who had a really bad haircut.  So that must mean it's growing!  Right?  It's a "good news" sort of thing.   I mean who hasn't had a bad haircut?  Am I right? 70's mini-series TV drama death camp bad?  That's just a click or two up from "Bride of Frankenstein" (Elsa Lanchester (old school) or Nikki Minaj (new school) you choose), anyway, it's universally recognized as the worst haircut ever given!  (Who can forget those bolts?)

The great thing about having perspective?  It doesn't matter!  I'm alive! Who cares about hair?  Or Nazis, for that matter?  Life is the only thing that counts!  And the people in yours!  And the pets!  Can't forget our four-legged comrades!

I feel great!  Every day is sugarplums and cookies!  Life is a Julie Andrews musical.  "The Sound of Music"?  Maybe, it  does scream "winter", but there are those Nazis again...