Anne cut and dyed her hair blue. Just in time for Valentine’s. It looks nice but still leaves me strangely unsettled. Wayback when we first moved to the Lou, we went to the Muny, short for municipal opera. It is a huge outdoor amphitheater in the center of Forest Park that routinely exposes its audience to our sweltering summer weather. What cooling there is, is supplied by airplane props pointed towards the sky. The noise that they made limited their use to only intermission, leaving us to sweat during the shows. Now they have more quiet, modern fans. Anyway, into this environment we went and were met by the blue haired old ladies. These were old grannies who had held their seats for years. Their hair coloring was more subtle than Anne’s, more of a sheen off of their otherwise white hair than an actual coloration. Anne’s is dynamic and makes a statement.