Friday Hodgepodge: Bam and Scram edition

BAM:

I changed my hair color exactly one week ago. It’s a dramatic change, and it’s been really interesting to notice people’s reactions. The kids I work with are the best, I’ll walk into the classroom and they just stare at me slack jawed going “Huuuunh?” (say that in a scooby doo voice). One kid said to me yesterday: “Jacquie? Is that really you?” Another kid chimed in after eyeing me suspiciously for a few minutes to ask: “Is your hair still black?” It’s not black by any means, I’d show you a picture but I swear, I simply can not take a flattering photo of myself. I tried to use the front camera on my phone this morning and in every single shot, I look like a cross eyed elephant man. I need  a Schlekah.

Take my word for it, my hair is now a nice warm brown. It faded quite a bit after a few shampoos, as I was warned it would with all the crisply processed shades of blond on the bits beneath. But it sure isn’t blond anymore. I went to pick my kids up from school and the principal was outside. I hadn’t seen her since an impromptu sit-down we had in her office a couple of weeks ago, and we’re new to the school this year and not generally the kind of family who spends a great deal of time in the principal’s office. But still, it was a shock when she obviously didn’t recognize me, offering info on where someone else’s child could be found instead of my own.

There were just a lot of second glances and double takes this week, it’s been weird.

Get out:

I hosted a screening of this film last night, and sat on a panel discussion:

It hits me like a ton of bricks, reminds me of this post, and calls me to action. If you’re in the San Diego area and want to arrange a screening, give a shout and I will hook you up.

But for now, I'm going outside to let my brown hair billow in the breeze of a beautiful day.