What I really want to talk to you today about is the Crazy Hair.
The Crazy Hair grows on the back of my leg, in my knee bend. For as long as I can remember, I’ve had this hair. A few days or weeks will go by and all of a sudden I’ll see that the Crazy Hair is back. I am impressed by its growing abilities, seemingly it grows by an inch at a time. I wish that the hair on my head would grow as fast as the Crazy Hair does.
It doesn’t seem to matter how I remove Crazy Hair, pluck or shave, it always returns. I have decided that, since no one checks out the back of my knees when it’s wintertime, I’m just going to let Crazy Hair go unfettered and see how long it gets. Right now, it’s about an inch and a half. I’ll let you know how it grows. I know you’ll be excited to check in on Crazy Hair’s progress.
The Crazy Hair …
26 responses to “The Crazy Hair.”
Ashley, glad I could make you laugh. 🙂
Grace, you know my whole goal in blogging is to either make you love me or gross you out. But, since we’ve gotten so close, I thought that you should know about Crazy Hair.
Caryl, what? Are you saying I have concave boobies? Or hairy boobies? And, how would you know? It’s been a few years since you’ve seen them. :p
HAHA What a beautiful hair!!!!
Glad to hear you cleared everything up.
okay. that grossed me out WAY more than the blood soaked bandage. 😛 hehehe…
hmmm…strange picture. Looks like the crazy hair is on your breast. (smile)
the joys of aging (sorry J.!) … crazy hair does happen!
I still love you with your crazy hair but does this experiment really need to happen? Now that I know it is there I might feel weird about it and always look there now…nanananana
oh my god, that is definately a crazy hair. I get those damn things too, but not behind my knee. I seem to get them on my cheek or my neck. I have even found one on the top of my thumb. I’m glad to know that I am not the only one that gets this strange phenomena.
get rid of it…for God’s sake PLEASE get rid of it.
I’m with Tommy. That things got to go. LOL Crazy hair on a crazy stalker. It’s just too much. LOL
Oh and I like the new look to your blog.
Oh ICK! I’m with Tommy and T-Man. Get ‘r done………
From what I have been told those ugly comments came from Tennessee, you are aware that people their have their own culture and there they have wild hairs not just crazy ones
Tony, come here, sweetie, you can help me measure it. 😛
HarleyQuinn, on your thumb?? Oh my. I guess that’d be an easier picture to take than the back of my knee. Have you any idea how difficult it was to take that picture?
Saija, the voice of experience? *laughing*
Trogers & Trashman, you know you wanna touch it. Heh heh!
Trashman, thanks. 🙂
Kristin, set your Crazy Hair free, woman! You know you have one! Ha! 🙂
ElectricTracey, how can I tell the difference between a wild one and a crazy one?
Aimee, thanks for the compliment, the encouragement and do you wanna join my Crazy Hair club?
I love how your layout looks like a scrapbook now. 😉
I have a crazy hair on my left shoulder. Can’t do a thing about it! Go figure…
I’m SO glad you worked out whatever it was with whomever it was. On that note, have a wonderful weekend!
I’m sure it was a total pain in the ass. LOL The one on my thumb I keep it plucked, but still it will grow 1/2 ” over night it seems. Its crazy.
What is it with these rogue hairs? I have a hair on my chinny-chin-chin. Just one. Comes for a visit every few weeks or so and grows like a weed. I humor it for a little while–offer it tea, read it a poem … then I murderously rip it out. (Hideous laughter!!!)
Actually, I think we crazy-hair-growers should revere the rogue hairs in our lives. Think about it … they have the courage to sprout and flourish in areas that are otherwise Hair Wastelands. Perhaps where no hair has sprouted before. They are hairs of adventure, of courage! They know they’re going to be plucked, but they just keep doggedly coming back. We have to give them at least some credit for their sheer tenacity.
Grow, hair, grow! Follow your dream! You are an inspiration to us all!
In Thailand, if a person has a mole, and lets the hair grow on it, it’s considered a beaiuty mark–the more hair, the more beautiful. Some moles look like big hairy spiders. 🙂
i knew a guy with a crazy hair on his head, it looked like a bad combover/toupe but it was actually just one hair about 37 ft long all piled on top !!
loves the new blogdo!
I’m with the men, get rid of the crazy hair.
I have one that pops up on the back of my arm, as soon as it does, it leaves, I make sure of it. I can’t stand them. Literally make my stomach turn.
The “other” crazy hair, glad you took care of it. 😉
I adore the new look, it is so sweet, adorable(wait I already said adore) cute, full of love, romantic, should I stop now…ook, I will. You know I love ya.
HarleyQuinn, I kept hoping some dude wasn’t peeping in my window … if he had been he would have known I was crazier than and the hair I was taking a picture of. *laughing*
Nina, muwaahaahaa! Yes! Grow, hair, grow! Tea and poetry? No, no, I don’t think so. Gatorade, maybe. Heh.
Caryl, first a breast, now a mole? You know, this stuff is hereditary, woman! 🙂
Seven, that should have been in the Guinness World records? That’s freakin’ hilarious. Oh, thanks for the compliment on my blog do.
Angi, it’s just a hair. It’s not like you found it in your peanut butter pie or something. Heh heh. Thanks for saying my new look is all mushy and romantic. It’s my goal to turn all my readers into wuvy duvy mushballs for Valentine’s day. 🙂
I thought I had a crazy hair in my groin… but then I peed out of it………….
……sorry did I type that out loud?
Yes I do and that *itch gets plucked regularly!
Redfred, loud and clear. Good thing you didn’t pluck it.
Kristin, Normally I have regularly plucking fests, too. But, I really want to do this experiment! 🙂 Although, it is freaking Tony out. Heh heh.
btw, i love the new look…
are you going to cut that thing off soon? i feel bad for tony 😛
Grace, no, I’m never going to cut it. It’s too good of blog fodder.
Veronica, I know. Men should take that as a lesson.
That is so hilarious! 😀
Poor Tony, he should have just touched it when you asked him nicely. 🙂 So funny!