If you are female and you ever expect to get invited to an English garden tea party, you'd best be a hat person.
Please, if you get to attend a Royal wedding...hats required:
I am not a hat person in the sense that hats do not really do much to flatter me in any way. I am a hat person in the sense that I realize that I need a warm and woolly one when I am out walking in the cold and I need a wide brim when I am out in the sun. I do try to time my outdoor activities so that I shower and wash my hair (hat head) after they are done rather than before.
I am also a hat person in the sense that I like to knit hats. Recently, I completed my first somewhat successful felted hat. Felting, if you wonder, is knitting something over sized out of wool and then shrinking it.
I have attempted some hats before but ended up with small containers. Actually, I kind of like the containers and just finished this one on purpose to be a container.
My dear husband is not a hat person at all. He would really prefer to have red, burning, frost-bitten ears to putting on a warm hat. Since he has had a few scrapings of pre-cancerous lesions off his scalp, he has gotten conscientious about wearing a ball cap when on the beach or out mowing the lawn. Now that he is taking blood thinning medication, the scraping has been scraped. He was prescribed a chemical cream to apply to his scalp, but he had to shave his head before applying it. The cream goes on at night and then Vaseline goes on after a morning shampoo.
Does any one see an alternative to a cotton knit cap?
Really, I just do not know why he is so resistant to my efforts to help and keep him healthy.
PS: So after I wrote this, I read Mercyn's post at Six Decades and Counting--Life Reinvented. It is amazing what one can learn from reading blogs. Consider this tidbit of information that came from a German scientific study that I gleaned from her post:
men who stare at women's breasts regularly have, "lower blood pressure, a lower resting heart rate and fewer cardiovascular incidences". The activity can prolong a man's life by as much as five years. All it takes is about 10 minutes a day of boob-staring activity.
Now this is something Mike is interested in. He is willing to schedule this kind of activity into his day.