Two Different Shades Of Red

In response to today’s Daily Prompt – Isn’t Your Face Red:

When was the last time you were embarrassed? How do you react to embarrassment?

Earlier today.  Typing my last post.  Right before I hit “Publish”.  Right after I hit “Publish”.  This morning after waking when I first logged in here and remembered I had posted it.  Wasn’t sure if I dared to look at my notifications.  But I did.  And thanks to the comments a number of my kind readers left behind, the embarrassment started to fade.  Thank you for that.

My last post is called I Bought A Hat.  I Don’t Like Hats.  Read it and you’ll know the whys to both parts of the title.

I generally don’t like to be embarrassed either.  But when it comes to this gosh darn hat situation, I have my picks of being embarrassed.  I have control over which shade of red my face will be.  Here are my options:

I can wear my hat, feel self-conscious, and blush
-OR-   I can not wear my hat and get a sunburn on my face, head, or neck.

I can wear my hat and put up with some looks and giggles
-OR-   I can not wear my hat and put up with some additional cancer biopsies and procedures.

I can wear my hat and look like a fool having to run to catch it when the wind blows it off my head
-OR-   I can not wear my hat and feel like a fool for having to run to the doctor every time I see a new freckle on my face.

I can wear my hat and be red hot angry about it not going whatever attire I have on
-OR-   I can not wear my hat and be red hot ticked off that my clothes don’t cover up the new spots on my body.

I can wear my hat and buy even more of them, making my kids “suffer” through helping me find ones that look okay
-OR-   I can not wear my hat and make my kids really suffer through finding out my cancer has gotten worse.

I think I’ll wear my hat.  That shade of red is more complementary on me.  The other shade of red is ugly and won’t look very good on me.

Maybe wearing my hat will give me my IDGAS license, just like Vi describes in this Freshly Pressed post.  Check it out.  Maybe you’ll find out you can have an IDGAS license too.  Regardless of your age, or your state of health.  Sounds like it could be fun.  Care to join me in the fun? And don’t forget to bring your hat!