i'm beginning to pray for all-over baldness. truly, the only "problem" hair is on my face. i think that chin dagger is a hallmark of having reached maturity. when i was younger it was a big, red, glowing pimple that shouted to the world "Hey, look at me! I have my period!" then as the periods showed up with less and less frequency, a LONG, COARSE and very DARK bayonet grew on the point of my chinny chin chin. blame it on the 3 little pigs! they drew attention to it.-- thank goodness wigs are so realistic now, who'll know? then again, the female pattern baldness has hit and my hair (formerly on top of my head) has now turned whiter and less obvious and my hairline gets drawn in every morning with crayola markers. fortunately, my eyebrows resemble 3 sleeping fuzzy caterpilars ( it's going to be a very cold, long winter). at least my nose hasn't grown too large for my face yet, perhaps because with 3 chins my face is soooo much bigger than ever ( except that 2 weeks i had a face resembling a red basketball inflamed with poison ivy that swelled and immobilized all my features. yay me! how could i know my immunity had worn off?) my gmother once looked me over, as opposed to overlooking me, and declared i wasn't beautiful. or even pretty, but i did have a clean look. figured if i got my face dirty i was doomed to a life of ugly. the payback is i look a great deal like her as i get old-er. still feels like i'm the one suffering. i learned all my backstabbing and tact from her. i do have pretty toes. they make a lovely pattern of straight and crooked. i remember trying to cut dgm's rhino tusk toenails and can muster only profound gratefulness that the toe fungus i have makes the nails soft enough to peel. my ankles and feet now are very patriotic-- white fungal nails, red athlete's foot, and blue varicose veins. i'm a yankee doodle dandy! i have developed a strange finger arthritis. my thumbs are curling in and the tallest, longest, most readily noticed center finger has developed a stiffness that makes it resistant to joining the other fingers in a fist. yes, double eagles! is it any wonder i prefer staying home and quilting? on the positive side i laugh alot and loudly so we can all enjoy the joke, and i do love jokes. thank you, ditter! those maxine cartoons really explain aging accurately and still give me a giggle! thank goodness.