Normally, I see my reflection minus the side view of grey. What happened???? Look at that grey hair! I know, at least I still have some hair, but grey?!?! Needless to say I was not too happy about this. After all, I'm only 46 years young, but looking more like an aging saint headed to a convalescent home. People are probably thinking that Mary is hanging out her grandfather. Something must be done. Hopefully I will soon visit my hairstylist (Samara) to take corrective action against that dreaded foe: "hairest greyest" (Latin for grey hair). I seem to recall that other family members have also encountered this situation, but no names mentioned here...yet! (Trying to be nice...)
When I asked Lisa about this unusual sight, she responded, "I still love you." (Though with a very large smile etched across her lovely face.) She had quietly observed the greying over some time, and still chose to love me despite the no hair to grey hair. She is the love of my life!
I still have my sense of humor, despite being told by a 10 year old boy in church that I was boring, and here is an example of that. Enjoy! The next post will show a before and after pic. Take care...
Gotta love Leslie Nielson and all those flicks from Police Squad.
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