I'm back.

Finally. Two months later and hundreds more gray hairs. And it's time to take care of that. Tonight, I will dye my hair red.

I want Julianne Moore. "My Sister" thinks a more strawberry blonde would suit me. It will boil down to which box is on special at Walgreens.

I've always admired red heads and I hope I make a good one. My one major fear is that my favorite clothes won't blend as well with my hair when it is fiery. I mean, can I wear red shirts and pants and have red hair? I hope so. I intend to do so regardless, but it would be a nice consolation prize to still look smokin' hot.

It's nice to have this last little bit of time with my sister before she heads back to Boston. After we are finished working the media check-in for the Music City Bowl (what I drag my friends and family in to) we will imbibe in Mexican and margaritas and then buy hair dye. I hope this is not a deadly combination.