Originally posted 2007-10-11 13:31:40.
My father’s not bald, he’s just got very fine hair. Not thin hair, just fine hair, as in skinny strands of hair.
I told my older brother (who’s got thicker hair than I, in both sense of the description) that my hairdresser commented that I am not balding despite my joking with her; that I just have fine soft hair. My brother then reminded me that our dad isn’t bald, just that he also has fine hair.
I have been able to see my father’s scalp for decades.
Caitlin has a toddler tricycle & a walker-thingy that works like a scooter- a 4-wheeler that you’d sit & propel with your feet. She likes to ride the tricycle & have me follow her with the walker-thingy, pretending to visit the supermarket & needing petrol along the way. I’d have to bend over & push the walker-thingy with my hands on the handle.
I’d get quite puffed by the time we visit the petrol station the second time only. Mind you this is all only in the living room.
For a few months now, I have only been alternating my 2 newest pairs of work pants which are 2 inches bigger than my other pants in my wardrobe. These 2 new pairs fit quite well. Firm, not tight; but which also means “tight” is the next description on the scale of fitting.
When I was single I was quite a health & fitness fanatic. Not the most buffed guy in the gym (when I did visit the gym) but enough to blend in at the trendiest club in a tight-t, getting glances from the top percentage of good looking women & men alike (don’t ask what clubs I frequented, I just like the music they play).
But these days?
Dad Balance advocates striking the balance between fatherhood & work (career). While I am an avid reader of Derek’s postings in trying to apply his ideas for these aspects too, I am still struggling to find the 3rd dimension to the balance- time for self; which in my case the need for regular exercise.
Caitlin doesn’t know the word “fat” yet, but it won’t be long before she starts using that to tease & describe her Daddee. At this instance of time if she did say that to me, I don’t know how to respond: Pout? “That’s not nice..”? “COME HERE YOU!”
Thinning hair, development of a pot belly, a single chin. I am becoming a father racing toward middle age in all sense of the visual stereotype. I also notice the distance between my belly button & my chest is decreasing, pushed forward & up by the ever bloating belly button-pubis region.
It used to be that I’d think I could approach any member of the opposite sex & strike up a conversation without *much* risk of humiliation (whether I did that is another question)…
I think I am losing “it”.
My hairdresser’s response cannot be misconstrued as a pick up line now, can it? No… Can it?