Tuesday, August 22, 2006

I found my first gray hair today

And I plucked it out and saved it to show DH. I put it in the medicine cabinet. It was such a lovely silvery color...And it just served to remind me that since my last birthday I am moving closer to 30 than 20. In fact, I realized this a couple months ago, after getting drunk on cheap margaritas at our favorite Mexican restaurant (they're only $1.50 on Fridays). I was in the bathtub crying to DH who was sitting in the floor listening to me go on and on about how I was getting close to 30, and married with two kids and next my hair would turn gray...And I was right, lol. I have had gray hairs in the past, in high school. My mom would come up to me and pluck one out with an evil glint in her eye. Then it was a novelty, now it's serious business. I dye my hair anyway, so it's no big deal. And neither is turning 30. I'm not one to be vain about my age, ppl assume I'm older than I am anyway. Not because of the way I look, they'd guess me about right, but because of all I've been through in this short life so far. Because of the darkness of the circles under my eyes, because I'm way too cynical sometimes. Don't get me wrong, I love my family and my life could be a heck of a lot worse, but oh the masks we wear, and we do wear them well.