Mid-Life Crisis Hair

Exhibit A: The Extensions of Which I Speak

So, I've got 3 girls, right? And 2 of them are in full, raging pre-teen status (I know the new word is tween, but I don't really like it. It sounds like something a hillbilly might say."I done walked outside with no shoes on and plumb got some mud 'tween my toes." So I'm just going to stick with pre-teen.)

I don't know if you have any pre-teen girls, but I can almost guarantee that if you do you are quite familiar with a little British band who goes by the name of One Direction. If you have never heard of them, well, just consider yourself lucky. I have heard almost nothing BUT them for the last year or so. Which makes me very familiar with their songs. Very. Very. Familiar. 

So naturally when I turned 40 this year and had a bit of a mid-life crisis and went and got hair extensions (Exhibit A), every single time I hear Midnight Memories (off of the album of the same name for those of you who can't wait to go out and buy it) all I can think about is my mid-life crisis hair. Because that's what I call it. Because, let's be honest, that's pretty much what it is. So here's a little ditty I made up to amuse myself. Because you have to do something  to amuse yourself when you lose complete control of the music you get to listen to. And I'm sharing it with you, well, because I'm a giver. And also to let you know that for the most part I try not to take myself too seriously.

Mid-Life Crisis Hair

40 this year, how can that be??

Never thought this would happen to me.

Trying to stay young, that's my intention

Oh I know! I'll add some extensions.

Tell me that I'm crazy that I'm crossing a line

Most days I really love it, yeah I think it's divine

Just cuz I didn't grow it doesn't mean it's not mine, oh, whoa 

Mid-Life Crisis Hair, oh, oh, oh, oh

Baby say what?

Hair down to your butt?

Flinging, flinging, flinging, flinging.

Mid-Life Crisis Hair, oh, oh, oh, oh

Everywhere I go, people say whoa!

Did she really do it, do it, do it, do it??

Can't really pull off the skinny jeans

Wish they'd go out of style if you know what I mean

Not in my twenties anymore, which just doesn't seem fair

To console myself, I'll just add some hair

Tell me that I'm crazy that I'm crossing a line

Most days I really love it, yeah I think it's divine

Just cuz I didn't grow it doesn't mean it's not mine, oh, whoa 

Mid-Life Crisis Hair, oh, oh, oh, oh

Baby say what?

Hair down to your butt?

Flinging, flinging, flinging, flinging.

Mid-Life Crisis Hair, oh, oh, oh, oh

Everywhere I go, people say whoa!

Did she really do it, do it, do it, do it??

Googling celebs that are older than me

(Naomi Campbell is 43)

This is what the internet's for, oh, oh, oh

Getting older's not making sense

So for now, I'll just pretend

(and Botox would cost me so much more) oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Mid-Life Crisis Hair, oh, oh, oh, oh

Baby say what?

Hair down to your butt?

Flinging, flinging, flinging, flinging.

Mid-Life Crisis Hair, oh, oh, oh, oh

Everywhere I go, people say whoa!

Did she really do it, do it, do it, do it??

Hope you enjoyed it. Stay tuned for Story of My Life, a tale of never-ending dishes and laundry.