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.