Monday, September 27, 2010

History Repeats Itself

I pretty much have nothing to blog about today, so in an effort to rouse up some sort of inspiration, I pulled up a post from this very same day last year:  September 27, 2009.  Inspiration strikes at the most random times; I have nothing to lose, so I figured it was worth a shot.

I reread the post and was amazed by how history really does repeat itself.  For instance, on September 27, 2009, I dumped half of my tea and all of Caroline's cereal down the stairs.  It also rained on that day, which resulted in a very bad hair day.  And today?  Well, I didn't dump anything down the stairs, but I did have a raw egg slip from my hands this morning, which cracked all over the floor and splattered egg guts on my foot.  Also, it's raining today; and my hair is currently in a rather unfortunate, unflattering state.

I'm sure this is all coincidence, but I'm eager to find out what I will spill next September 27th.  I'm also quite certain that even if I don't spill anything, I'll still have a bad hair day because they seem to be a  permanent fixture in my life.  Caroline's friend's mom has PERFECT hair.  No matter the time of day, her hair always looks shiny and neatly styled; even when it's windy or hot, her hair always looks the same.    How is that possible?  To be honest with you, I'm really quite envious.  I could spend hours on my hair and use every styling product and device available and I'd still have a big mess on top of my head by mid afternoon. 

But, as I often tell Caroline, life is not fair.  It's not fair in love, war, friendship or hair care.  And, as Rod Stewart once sang:  Some guys have all the luck, some guys have all the lifeless, flat, unattractive hair pain.  Some guys get all the great hair days breaks, some Alisons guys do nothing but complain.

Ack, I'm sorry.  I know this post is really better suited for the trash pile. but like I said, I'm feeling so very uninspired.  It's in moments like these, where I half-heartedly slap together a quick pile of uninteresting words (and Rod Stewart lyrics?!?), that make my lack of depth so apparent.

Can I blame it on the rain?


Bexy said...

Seriously... You may think you have nothing to blog about but even when you do blog on those days you still make me giggle with your wit! :D I always enjoy reading your blog!

another reader said...

I ditto Bexy. You make boring fun!

Alison said...

Thanks to you both. "Making boring fun" should be my life motto.