I didn't recognize you!

I get that a lot.

I am a forgettable person, apparently. I could sit next to you all basketball season and talk to you the whole time, and then when you see me at a school function you will look at me as if I have six heads when I say hello to you. You will try to smile and pretend to know me, but I know what you are thinking.. "Who the hell are you?" Then it will dawn on you, usually because you will see who my kids are or my husband who are much more memorable, and then you will rush up to me and say something like, "Oh my, did you change your hair color or something? I didn't recognize you! "

Um. No. I might have dyed my hair a shade darker, but I'm still me.

What's funny is that I have been the same forever. My hair is the same, my clothes are the same (pathetically so) and I have worn the same jewelry for years, earrings included (yea, I'm that lazy). So my only conclusion is that I am completely forgettable.

This is not something new, either. It has been happening to me my whole life. I even have a cousin who lives in town who walks right by me every time when I see him and I have to actually say, "hi.. it's me.. your cousin, Elle." Every. time.

When I was a teenager, I used to have a blond streak in my hair. It was my lame attempt at being punk. I wasn't fond of the streak, but it did serve a purpose, it made me memorable. I was known as the girl with the blond streak. I kept it for years for that reason.

Maybe I should bring back the blond streak...