Talkin' Shit About A Pretty Sunset

For some reason, the older a woman gets, the shorter her hair becomes. It's a phenomenon that defies logic but it's very common.

Picture, if you will, a co-worker of mine, in her mid-fifties, living alone, who struts into work today with a smart new haircut. Honestly, it didn't look much different from before, but by the new skip in her step, she seemed pleased.

Me: "Hey, Ann, did you get a new haircut? It looks great."

Man, you've never seen someone's eyes light up and mood improve like that. In fact, her big-eyed and wide-smiled "THANK YOU!!" was enough to make me feel good for the rest of the day too.

Younger men can sometimes be the boon of an older single woman's existence. And as I've seen more than once, when an older woman is looking to "get her groove back", as they say, a seasoned chicken and a fresh carrot make a helluva good soup.