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Going Blonde for the First Time and Living Up to a Stereotype


"Going blonde" has been one of those things that has been on my list for a few years now. I've always loved being brunette, but I just think it's fun to try out new things -even when they can be quite drastic. And having a best friend who is amazingly talented with hair definitely helped with my decision to "just go for it" as well. So far, it's been pretty fun! Although, I wouldn't say "blondes have more fun" -I'll always be on team brunette, no matter my hair color;) Speaking of stereotypes though, not gonna lie, I've definitely experience some hardcore "blonde moments" since bleaching my hair.

I know I've had more moments than these, but these three were definitely doozies. Ok, the first happened one morning when it was still dark out. I was leaving for work really early and didn't want to turn on my headlights until I was out in the street (so I wouldn't shine them into our house or our neighbors' and wake anyone up -I'm so considerate). So, I backed down the driveway, pulled into the street ...and then just sat there. I could not remember how to turn on the headlights. Which handle was it? Do I pull it? Do I push? Is there a button? I was so perplexed and kept turning on the windshield wipers and turn signals. EVENTUALLY, I figured it out. That one still really worries me.

Then, on Christmas, I forgot the mac and cheese. I had been planning on making it since Thanksgiving. And I kept telling my mom, "Ok, so we'll bring blah blah blah ...and the mac and cheese!" every time I saw her leading up to Christmas. Then on Christmas, as we were getting in the car with all of our stuff for the big family Christmas party, it hit me. "The mac and cheese!" I completely forgot to make it. I was probably the most sad. I really like that mac and cheese. I walked around with the Charlie Brown slump-shouldered shuffle that evening. P.S. How many times can I write "mac and cheese" in one paragraph?

Ok, this last one still irks me. What's wrong with me??? I was at the baby shower of a close friend that I grew up with, but hadn't seen in years. And a lot of our friends from the past were there too. We were talking about babies and/or pregnancy (as you do at baby showers), when I turned to a girl I hadn't seen in years, but I remembered had recently posted she was pregnant. I asked when she was due. She politely informed me that she had had her baby a couple weeks ago! THE WORST! I did THE THING! I was THAT person! Ughhhhhhhh. And as soon as she said that, memories of seeing her new baby on facebook immediately flooded back. I knew she had had her baby -how did I forget??? I mean, she definitely didn't look pregnant at all, I only had asked her because I thought she had recently announced it. I've accepted there is no coming back from this. I tried to apologize/explain, but even I wouldn't fully get over that (that's really not saying much, though). But really, no one wants to ever be thought pregnant when they're not. The worst.

Anyone else ever experience anything like this? Can I blame it on the hair? Is this offensive to natural blondes? Are there brain exercises I can do to help? Please pray things don't get worse. 

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