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Friday, December 17, 2010

Hair Confessions Part 2

When I got to the salon, Jan was finishing up with another customer and telling the other customer a story about her grand-daughter.  This particular story took place on the day of the JHS Homecoming dance last September.  My daughters were there getting their hair styled for the dance when Jan's grand-daughter stopped in.

Jan finished her story as she finished the hair of the other customer.  The customer, in the middle of writing her check to Jan stopped, looked at me and asked, "You have children in high school? I never would have guessed you were old enough to have children in high school."

This was before Jan covered the grays that had slowly started invading my life.

WIN!!

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Hair Confessions

Throughout my adult life I have adamently been opposed to coloring my hair.  When I was very young, I wasn't "allowed" to get my hair colored, even though I wasn't satisfied with it's mousy brown look.

By the time I was old enough to do whatever I wanted with my hair, I was no longer interested.  Brown, yes.  Mousy, no.  It had natural red and blond highlights.  I liked it.

Tonight, I have an appointment for my hair. 

Tonight, I'll be getting some sort of coloring done to it, just as I did (for the first time in my life) last May. 

Why?  Because I can't deal with my hair getting old faster than I am!  Okay, maybe it's not that bad, but I'll not be able to count the grays to tell you how many there are.  Before my first adventure to coloring, I could easily count 10-20...that I could see without using a second mirror.  I have no idea how many were in the back being noticed by others.  And no, I couldn't deal.  I can't deal.  I still associate gray hair with "old" people.  I still feel like I'm in my twenties rather than someone who has passed their 20 year high school reunion mark.  Hell, I can't be gray-haired if my mom isn't gray-haired, right?!

Perhaps someday I'll be ready to see the gray signs of age when I look in the mirror, but not yet.  How about you?