HAIR!! Hair! Hair!!

If you are a 60’s or 70’s baby you’ll have this tune from the Cowsills playing in your head the rest of the day! YOU are very welcome!

Give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me down to there hair, shoulder length or longer
Here, baby, there, momma, everywhere, daddy, daddy
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair
Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees
Give a home to the fleas in my hair
A home for fleas, (yeah) a hive to bees, (yeah) a nest for birds
There ain’t no words for the beauty, the splendor, the wonder of my 
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair
I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy, snaggy, shaggy
Ratty, matty, oily, greasy, fleecy, shining, gleaming
Streaming, flaxen, waxen, knotted, polka dotted
Twisted, beaded, braided, powdered, flowered and confettied
Bangled, tangled, spangled and spaghettied

Growing up in the 60’s and 70’s meant great music. GREAT FASHION (ummmm maybe?) I can still see myself in bell bottom jeans with bells so WIDE!!! What they use to call granny dresses. My hair was stick straight and down to my butt. I never worried about curling it best I ever did was run a hair brush through it. (I cut it short, like super short, after my then boyfriend told me I could never cut my hair. See?? I’ve always been a rebel!!)

Now, fast approaching 60 I want some umppff to my hair. No more flat locks for me. I want volume! I’ve also decided it’s time to stop coloring my hair. Ohhh well, we will see if that sticks or not! In my head (yes, it is very busy in there!) I see Carol from Walking Dead. What we end up with?? Heaven only knows! Seriously, what’s the worst that could happen? I’ll have to call my BFF Deb and make her fix it YET again!!

Okay, now you may go back to singing Hair!