Sigh. It's Friday night, and I'm freaking out just a bit. Do you remember when I mentioned the ridiculously itchy skin ? I'm afraid it might be an allergic reaction to hair dye. If you know me well, you know just how devastating this news might be. I like to color my hair. My friends often joke that no one knows for sure what my natural hair color is or if I really have gray hair or not. Yeah, I color it that often. This is bad. Before I launch into a completely neurotic frame of mind that will land me in my stylist's chair to strip the color out of my hair and buy a lifetime supply of PPD-free hair color, I will point out that I do tend to get side-tracked very easily by what ifs . What I'm feeling right now could just as easily be a sympathetic reaction to seeing my co-worker break out in hives today. It could also be chalked up to too much time on the Internet reading hair dye allergy stories and not enough time doing laundry tonight. Nonetheless, my mind is raci...

Alan: You already got some canned foods and we will have to eat what's in the freezer if the power goes out. We have water. Anything else? Me: Hold on. (I disappear into an aisle and pop out with two boxes in hand.) Alan: What's that? Me: Hair color. Alan: Hair color? There's a storm coming and you're worried about coloring your hair? Me: We all have our priorities, dear.

"I took back those 4 boxes of hair color this morning." "Why did you get those colors?" "I don't know. You mean you didn't like that color?" "It makes me think of someone, and when that person enters my mind, I don't even want to kiss you." "Okay." "I mean, what's your obsession with these colors?" "So what color do you want me to try?" "I don't know. It's your hair." "Wait. The options are blonde, brown, and red. Which one do you like best on me." "I just don't like that color. Why don't you try one of the other colors?" "WHAT COLORS ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" "I don't care. It's your hair. Do whatever you want."