Thirty Years Later

I just found this photo of me with a bad 1980s perm.  The saddest thing is that after a really bad perm that my mother inflicted on me as a kid, I still went ahead and got another one when I was an adult and certainly should have known better.  The picture was taken around Gus' 2nd birthday, February 1984.  I was 31.  I just shared this photo with a friend who asked if I could still get in that position on the floor.  That made me think of the second photo -- this was taken last July, with Rosie on her 2nd birthday.  I was 61. So yes, I still can.  But definitely no more perms.