Now Playing: Wimmin Obba "Certain Age"
Hooboy! Here we go again!
Maman and I still read the Noos. You wonder why sometimes. I know I do, but there's always Tradishun, as Belinda used to tell me and Tradishun is wunna those things you keep doing because you're not sure why, just that it needs doing or the sky will fall...
Or some stuff.
Ennyways, Maman I and were reading the noospapers - specifically The Times (of London - Dadda says there IS no udder Times) and we're only reading it until tomorrow, because afta that, they are going to start charging for reading their web-site and Maman says that she believes inna Freedom Obba Press - meaning, we are free to go elsewhere to read a noospaper and The Times (of London) isn't "all that anna Bag of Chips", which, if they were chips, they might be worth paying for.
So while we were reading, we found this article and you can read it here (for free only until today!). It is about hair - and how it concerns "wimmin obba certain age".
Now "Wimmin Obba Certain Age" is a nice way of mentioning wimmin who are, more or less like Maman, rapidly approaching the age they remember as being their grandmother's. Maman remembers her grandmothers being about her age. The good noos is that she admired both of her Grandmothers. She is not what you'd call "distressed" about the fact that she is getting on toward being their ages, because as Maman sees it, getting older isn't a Negative Thing.
Maman takes preddy literally whut Belinda told me: "You don't grow older, you just grow 'Tellygint."
She is still hopeful about the 'Tellygint part. So am I.
But the article inna noospaper is about hair.
Maman has very long hair. It is pretty much well on it's way to becoming the same colour as mine, which would be mostly white. At various times, she has been told that she should cut it because "Wimmin Obba Certain Age" should "not have long hair" - which is kinda puzzling onna'count obba Fakt that most obba "Wimmin Obba Certain Age" that Maman has known have had long hair that they wore twisted up in various kinds of knots on top of their heads.
Maman even has inherited whut she calls "combs" which are rilly ornaments and such that she sticks in her hair that hold up these twists, knots, braids and (yes, for some reason I don't unnerstand, they are also called) "buns" - that she is now getting to wear, having managed to get to that "Certain Age" where she can wear such things in her hair and not rilly care if they are "fashionable" or not, because they are "heirlooms" that tell a story. It's Tradishun, not Fashion or ennyfing.
And so she wears her hair "up" like her grandmothers and is "obba certain age".
And she said she won't colour her hair, either. She said Phil gave her her grey hairs so she is fond of them. I happen to believe white issa preddy good colour. It goes with most everything and reflects heat. On a 90-degree Memorial Day, I see that assa Bonus.
And speaking of Memorial Day (annuder Tradishun), be sure to Remember those who served and those who are serving in our Armed Services! Take some time out while you're having your picnic to say names in your heart, and then add a name for the Unknowns, so that nobun is ever "forgotten".
Happy Memorial Day, everybunny!
.......................... By George