I looked around for Mom but didn't recognize her at first and even walked right by her. She had to slap my shoulder and ask me, "Don't you even recognize your own mother?"

We stopped and turned to see my mother had indeed benefitted from a complete makeover. Her long, trademark chestnut hair had been replaced with the blondest hair I'd ever seen and it had been cut much shorter. "Mom?"

"In the flesh," she smiled, her distinctive sexy smile still very much present.

"Wow Mom, that hairdo completely changes your look," I said, not sure I liked it, especially because I loved long hair, especially hers.

"I hope you...