What the hell does that mean?

A few people have asked me what the name of my blog means. It is Gaelic for "Redheads Forever"

As a child and on to my teen years I hated my red hair. I had always wanted a smooth flawless complexion free of freckles and one that tanned easily in the summer time. My mom always made a point of telling me how special and different I was, although as a young girl I only wanted to fit in with the sea of blonde and brunette girls in my school. I now understand what she meant.

As an adult, I love being a redhead. I love sticking out of the crowd and being different. I am constantly complemented on it (which helps ease the memories of being teased about it years ago) and other women pay a lot of money to get the colour and tone I have. Lucky for me, the first thing that attracted my husband to me was my hair. He loves redheads, mainly because they are different and perhaps a little mysterious.

I am sad when I look in the mirror and see the grey, knowing that one day my red will come from a bottle or will be completely grey, blending in with all the other grey hairs on seniors day at Wal-Mart, no longer standing out. And studies have shown that the gene that causes red hair is dying and that in another 100 years there will be no redheads left. I guess that makes me pretty damn special.

Some little known facts about us ginger haired peeps: In Denmark it is considered an honour to have a child with red hair. Ancient Greeks died their hair red to show courage. And my personal favourite, according to research, blondes may have more fun but redheads have more sex! This research shows that the fiery redhead certainly lives up to her reputation. You can buy t-shirts strictly for redheads and we were the favourite subject of 19th century British artists.

I believe now that I would be a completely different person had I been born with blonde or brown hair. I am very thankful that I was blessed with this hair colour. Red Heads forever!!

"Once in his life, every man is entitled to fall in love with a gorgeous redhead!"
-Lucille Ball

Q: Why didn't Indians scalp redheads??
A. They knew better.

Bad "Mood" Rising

Bad moods suck!!! I am in another rotten mood again today. I can’t quite put my finger on why. But here’s a list of possible reasons:
1. The extra 40lbs I’m lugging around
2. I am having some severe ‘plumbing’ issues
3. I am being bent over by CMHC and their ridiculous mortgage insurance rates
4.Lack of a good night’s sleep for 3 weeks in a row
5. The approaching full moon
6. I miss wine
7. I am retaining water and have sausage toes
8. BECAUSE I AM DAMMIT!!!!

I’ve got to snap out of this….