A few days ago I cut just over 4″ off the back of my hair and about 2.5 inches from the front. I thought it made a pretty darned big difference, but not a single person has said one thing about it.
I’m pretty sure I’m invisible.
I’m obviously not a ghost as they can’t be seen in mirrors because mirrors only reflect the physical world. Right?
Do I look like a McKain or a Wilson?
I’ve always been told by others that I look like the McKain side of the family. It’s likely because of my dark eyes, hair and complexion. Mom was blonde (she’s still about 10% blonde and 90% gray), has fair skin and light colored eyes (gray? blue?). But Mom’s side of the family disagreed.
They often called me “Stella,” saying I looked just like her. Stella was the sister of my Mom’s Mom — my Nanny. (Of Nanny’s siblings, Opal was the oldest, then Stella, Nanny was the middle sister, then Lois, and finally Kak.) While I’m sure I’ve seen photos of Stella before now, I guess I never really paid much attention to them. Yesterday, a photo was shared on FB from the Crothersville Alumni Banquet of 1938. I sent it to Mom because she likes looking at those type things and she asked if I recognized Stella. Nope. I didn’t.
In the front row, just to the right of the candle, is Palmer Kovert (the great uncle of who I often refer to as “Mr. Farmer”) and his wife, Stella Wilson, the great aunt of my brother and me.
I’m not sure which side of my family I look like — I think I’m simply invisible. 😉
Now you know: In the USA, there can be 450 insect parts and nine rodent hairs in every 16 oz. box of spaghetti. 🤢