Right smack in the middle of our day, while stopped at a red light, and while griping about how quickly my eyebrows grow back in the warmer weather, I noticed a new little something sprouting out from the top of my head. Meet my two new friends:
These are not the first. My hairdresser noticed one while curling my hair for my sister's wedding, but couldn't find another on my entire head. I've been told, though, that grey hairs are like cockroaches. If you find one, there are absolutely plenty more hiding out. You might not see them, but they're there. So, they've multiplied and marched up from the crown of my head into my bangs. I'm so proud.
Yep, 32 and going grey. Love it.