One day last week I was getting myself ready, putting on makeup and doing my hair in the mirror in our bathroom while Kile was taking a shower. I noticed one of my hairs didn’t seem to match the other hairs. If I had highlighted my hair recently, I would have written it off as a stray highlighted hair and that would have been the end of that. But I haven’t highlighted my hair in far, far too long. I haven’t even colored my hair in a coon’s age. No, this was something else.
It was a gray hair.
To be honest, I was sort of expecting it. It’s been a rough couple of years and this last year has been a huge drain on me, physically. I guess I’m surprised I didn’t see a gray hair before now, you know? Some friends I know have been finding them for quite a while now.
But still. A gray hair! This means that I’ll actually HAVE to color my hair now, as opposed to doing it “for fun”. And before you suggest I just let the grays come and grow old naturally and with grace, let me just go “HA!” and tell you, “Hell no.” I don’t have a problem getting older. But I don’t have to do it with gray hair either. At least not yet. Give me another thirty years or so.
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cagey (93 comments.) 06.12.07 at 8:25 pm
Ah, Sweetie - I mean this from the bottom of my heart - I hate you! I’ve had to color my hair since my early 20s - I’ve been going gray THAT long. I can’t even remember what the REAL color of my hair is supposed to be now!
Her Bad Mother (6 comments.) 06.13.07 at 6:53 pm
What Cagey said - I have so much WHITE that my blond hair looks waaaay lighter than it actually is. That said, I don;t need to spend $$$ on highlights.
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