Lifelong resident of the Baltimore area (except for that four-year stint whenI studied abroad in Washington, DC). Aspiring writer. Wife. Mother. Stalwart wearer of glasses.
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Just Call Me Britney
You probably think I'm making up this whole post partum balding thing, right? Well, today I had the delightful experience of watching one of my co-workers quietly pluck a hair from his notepad and drop it on the floor. Oh MCV, you might say, that's silly. It was probably one of his own strands. Since he's an African-American with close-cropped hair, I can safely claim ownership. Fantastic. It's like the hair is actually springing off of my head and making a break for it. Thank goodness I went through this once before. And thank goodness that my sister had it worse than me. How's that for a selfish thought?
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