Sympathy. Oh, I crave it. Two nights ago it felt as if my ears were going to explode from pain and pressure . . . and my throat was raw. Red, ugly raw. I was chilled. I probably had these symptoms worse than anyone else in the whole world. For two mornings now I have ratcheted myself into a sitting position taken cold remedies. Slowly, slowly, the symptoms abate – although a cough rips my throat out and causes my chest muscles to scream. I probably look like this:

A few years ago I started noticing pictures of new, bald (except sometimes with downy wisps of hair) girl babies wearing a headband.  The bands sported bows and fake flowers on a spot on the headband, usually off to the side of the forehead.
Like this:

This picture comes from The Simple Little Things, a site that focuses on baby accessories.

I went looking for a picture to illustrate what I was writing about and, instead of choosing one at random, was drawn to the name: The Simple Little Things – probably because of the soothing song, Little Things Mean a Lot.

Anyway, my point, which has been totally obscured by this preamble, is that to me a headband on a bald baby looks odd. Maybe it is because I am of an older generation, or it might have something to do with just plain personal preference.

It doesn’t have anything to do with the actual attractiveness of a baby; I’m just not used to it. On the other hand, I think similar version are fetching on girls that are a little bit older . . . and have hair.

Maybe I am just not into bald.

In all fairness, I have to say that I might look better with a big ole flower or bow stuck right on the front of my face, as in covering it. I could be a walking azalea – heaven knows the rest of me looks like a bush