To Dye or not to Dye that is the question!

The other day I took a long cool drink out of the milk carton - I love these new nuked milks that last for 30 days as long as you don't open them. I suppose like eggs, fat on biltong, white bread and other 'they are gonna kill you' products - nuked milk may be on the list in future! My 'other' son came in and was horrified - "How can you drink out of the carton" - "huh? Why not? Is it one of the unforgivable sins? Milk tastes way cool just out of the box unpolluted by the air and glass". I wish you could have seen his face. Sigh - its not as if I have to share the box with someone else!

Are we people of such tradition and habit that we cannot escape the teachings of the past, you would sware it was hard-coded into our genes. Just like religion kills Christianity, so traditions can kill a dynamic life style which could be always moving forward, always on the look-out for something new.

Look don't get me wrong - its not that I go up against authority just by a matter of 'I will', its just that there is life beyond tradition and the way 'things have always been done' (Long live Queen Victoria).

You know you get women my age who are grey, sit around knitting and talking about their operations and pills they are taking - and look down upon me because I dye my hair. "I'm going to age gracefully' - "well", I think in the dark reaches of my mind, "that's ok for you dearie, seeing as you are ten years younger than me, but I teach students about Internet, Blogging, On-line databases. Can you imagine their faces when this grey grandmother walks in and says, 'boys today I'm going to teach you about Internet'" - yeah right.

This ties up with the die-hards who don't use a microwave, have never used instant coffee and instant gravy and for who the Internet is a mystery and not worth the time of day. My life and my time is too precious to waste on worrying whether the coffee is dehydrated and instant or whether is is ground from the beans and fresh. Its not that I don't like brewed coffee, home made gravy and grey little grannies - its just that in my life I have different priorities. People often ask me 'where do you get the time', 'how did you learn all this technology stuff' and other 'you have to be joking' questions.

Well the answers are easy - if its instant, if it improves my time management, if it frees up my life and in doing so gives me time to enhance my quality of living and time to do what I really love doing - then that is the way I go. It may take me longer to master than my 10 year old grandson, but in the end I get there just the same.



As for ageing gracefully - bring on the dye and the 'gym contract', granny is going through her mid-life crisis again. ROTFL