Sigh...

My girls' schools are in the walking distances, and they can walk there unaccompanied. But my wee one still likes me to walk her to/from her school. Well, I don't mind getting myself ready and walk with her even I am always walking like a zombie in the morning. Fresh air and brisk walk always wake me up, anyway.

This morning, on the way home I was overtaking an oldish man on the footpath of a bridge. He suddenly greeted with "Good morning". Then, I recognised him, who I often see walking to his shop at that time of the morning. We don't know each other, but we always exchange greetings.

But today, he added a few words: "Your red hair is nice".

I nearly tripped to hear that. Yes, my short red hair is quite popular among women and my kids' friends in this town. But I very very very seldom receive a compliment from men, you know. They always look, but they are always quiet, probably to save themselves from being eaten alive by this odd-looking monster/witch. So, I was taken aback this morning. Come to think of it, my old window cleaner complimented my hair some days ago, too, which was a surprise. Well, but the both men are well out of my range and kind of father-figures, and they should know well about it. Probably that's why they gave me the compliments. Pity that they are not the people I'd like to hear those nice words from...