Saturday, December 31, 2005

and I am only frickin 26!

I have so much to post about (I had a tarot reading done, impressions about the interview, the sanctity of the website compromised) but the most important thing of the day...the one thing that must be discussed as a matter of dire import is that tonight I FOUND A GRAY HAIR!

AHHHH!!!! A FRICKIN' GRAY HAIR!

I was looking at myself in the bathroom and there it was shining like a beacon. You could see the line of the hair dye from when I dyed it last...it was two inches! First of all, how could I have a grey hair....second of all....how long has it been there without my noticing it!?! Oh! How my body betrays me!

5 comments:

Jason said...

Honestly, the grey hair thing, not that big of a surprise. You get emotionally involved with the tinest things. Sometimes, it is what to order from Wendy's. Most of the time it is stressful, family, academic or work related stuff.

Personally, I like to catalogue all the sterotypes that my family falls into. It is a remarkable stress reliever. Individual family members fall into catagories. Racist=old All In the Family. Redneck=Blue Collar Comedy or Dukes of Hazzard (Try and convince me there was no incest there!). Disfunctional=Married With Children, Simpsons, King of the Hill, Family Guy, dozens of SitCom pretenders, etc. Gay=pick your stereotype. Tv doesn't have real gay people all that often. Doctors, Lawyers, cops, etc.=always smart attractive people with cars, wardrobes and appartments that ignore the existence of student loans or financial burdens associated with whatever meteropolitan center they live in. (The last is far fetched but I do have a trust fund cousin who wants perople to think she lives the hard life in NY so I included it).

Miriam said...

awwww Delal

We all remember our first grey hair, which always comes too soon and at the wrong time. I was managing a conference out of town, late for an appointment, 32 years old and was in the elevator going down. I looked at the mirror in the elevator and there, sticking up, was that long white hair, how could I have missed it?? I got to the lobby, hit the button to go back up, went to my hotel room, yanked the grey hair out of my head and looked for others. Such is life.

The first grey hair is an emotion time, a highlight (excuse the pun) in our journey we call life. What I have learned that most cultures, (not the Western or US, but everyone else) considers a grey hair as wisdom. Some say do not touch that precious hair, it is valued and honored. I wonder if when we yank these grey hairs, we lose the wisdom so graciously given to us...

Erin said...

Look on the bright side, you could be going bald. =)

Rob said...

I think you are all a bunch of geezers.

Anonymous said...

Why are you so afraid? I have gray hairs since my 17th birthday. It dosen't matter, we already get old, but the grey hair doesn't show anything. Just smile at it, it is also beautiful :)