And Still Another Mother Dauther Conversation

And another conversation with my mom: Mom: "Are you okay?" Me: "Yes, why do you ask?" Mom: "Well, you look different." Me: "I know, do you like it?" Mom: "It's pigtails?" Me: "It's very cool..." Mom: "What are you?  Eight or something?" Me: "Mom!" Mom: "You're not having another one of those mid-life crises again, are you?" Me: "No!" Mom: "Good. Because the last time you drove us almost crazy. I gotta go, Jeopardy is on!" P.S. To get a better understanding of the previous conversation, my hair hasn't been this long since I was a young child. I've always had short hair. Always.