Day 12 of ACV Diet Bays and Sorrels

December 6, 2017
Day 12 of the ACV diet.

Again, not much to report here regarding the ACV Diet, but how about our President declaring Jerusalem to be the eternal Capital of Israel? WAY TO GO MR. TRUMP!  If you know me, you know I am a staunch supporter of Israel, I even named my cat Benjamin Netanyahu.  I suppose I could tell a truth about myself, and let you know I have a crush on Bibi. I have had one for many years.  In another place, at another time, maybe things could have worked out. LOL

Since there is nothing to report on the diet side of things, I'll tell you about my hair being dyed instead. Obviously I need to go back to work, I'm even boring myself nowadays. If I'm bored, you're bored, because I'm the writer, and you're the audience. That's how this blog thing works. I write what comes into my head, you read what I write, and it goes into your heads. Speaking of heads, I woke up a few days ago and realized I had more gray hairs, and I didn't really feel like I should be gray. If I were a horse I would say I was roaning, but I'm just an older than younger woman who has a few gray hairs coming out of her head at a time when she should be nearly completely gray.  I'm 56 and know women ten years my junior with more gray than myself - - either I'm less stressed, or I took on my father's darker roots gene, because I normally only see a few here and there at any given time. However, this is now, and that was as they say, then. I now have more gray! What to do? Well, I wasn't going to do anything, I'm not vain, and I really don't care about my hair, but my daughter, a freak of nature with the perfect color of reddish golden hair all over her damn head, suggested I color my hair for a completely different reason; she said it gives fine hair body! OK...we'll go with that.

I titled this blog "Bays and Sorrels" because a bay horse is brown and a sorrel horse is red. Most of my adult life I've been one or the other. I've had natural brown hair all of my life, and artificially colored red or brownish strands, hence the bay or the sorrel.  When my naturally sorrel headed daughter suggested I dye my hair, I decided to go a rich deep chestnut, but my hair had other thoughts. Sure, the box said medium auburn, but that's not what happened. I won't say "seal bay" but I could lean towards saying "dark liver chestnut" for sure.  I'm not sure I like it. I'm not sure I even recognize myself in the mirror at this point. When I applied my makeup I found myself using darker browns and bronzes to accommodate the hair color choice. Who does that? (Oh, I know, a criminal who wants to remain anonymous, that's who does that! Only they do it on purpose!)

Time is a wonderful thing -- soon I will step into the shower (a few dozen times) and I can be back to being the bay I knew I was before trying to hide the roaning. There is nothing wrong with gray - on a horse you spell it "grey", but it's the same thing, its FINE, it's perfectly OK to be 56 and GRAY!  Well, at least for this Christmas season granny will be hiding in the coals and no one will even know I'm there. I bet that  red headed freak of nature of mine will laugh and call it payback for something, I have no idea, but something.  By the way, when it comes to horses I prefer the sorrels to the bays, but somehow have ended up with a few darker hay burners in the pasture. I'll be watching myself a little closer next time around, you can bet on that. Just watch me! And, when I head over to the Health and Beauty side of things at Target I'll pick up a box that says "Flaming Angel" or something...maybe not that drastic, but I'm not suited to be this deeply bay. It feels weird.
Norman is a BAY Mustang (gelding)
Jade is a SORREL Quarter Horse (mare)
LAURA, my red-headed wonderful daughter. I have two wonderful daughters, the other is a BAY. LOL, and we both believe Laura is from outer space.