You've probably checked out the live web cam by now. It's been a challenge to get used to being seen every morning. I'm accustomed to hiding on the radio, at least hiding visually. I've joked with listeners and friends for years that one of the great things about radio is you don't have to do your makeup or straighten your hair before you come to work. I've often wondered how TV people get themselves so perfect before 5:00 AM.
But now there's the web cam. AUUUUGHHHHH!!! This morning a listener said, "WOW - NICE BAD HAIR DAY, HUH?" And he wasn't talking about Grant. It was 5:06 AM. He (or she?) was right. My baby wouldn't go back to sleep before I had to come in this morning, so I left the house with wet hair, opting for being on time over the professional blow dry. I look pretty scary today, sort of like someone you'd see at the grocery store really early on a Saturday morning. Before the web cam, this wouldn't have been a problem. I could have sounded great (or as great as possible) on the air, and no one would ever have been the wiser.
But now, I'm busted. I have bad hair. Let me just admit this to you. I have hair that is too frizzy to be cute-curly and too stringy to straighten well. I'm one of those women who doesn't look right in long hair or short, whose color is always a little too blonde or not blonde enough. It's maddening. But I simply refuse to spend time thinking about it.
So, you web cam chatters, I love talking with you in the mornings now, but one more crack about my hair and I may have to resort to obscene gestures!!!!! (If my boss is reading this, just kidding.)