Since that first fateful discovery, a few more have shown up randomly in the two years that have followed. Yesterday, two weeks after I turned 29, I found yet another grey hair. So not okay. This time I didn't freak out {okay, there was a little freaking out, but not terrible} ... I remembered Jen's advice and was ready to pluck that sucker out. I stood in the mirror for about 5 freakin' minutes attacking that gal. Guess what? No dice. That 1 1/2" long grey hair was not budging. Apparently she likes me and doesn't want to leave. I have a new friend. Maybe I should name her? Maggie the Naggy Grey (Maggie for short)? The name sounds great, the fact I lost this battle to Maggie ... so not great.
Maggie the Naggy Grey - 1
Little wife - 0
Have the hubster get it for you. Sometimes, I get one that I can't get on my own and have to call in reinforcements. (aka the tall hubby who can reach those spots on my head that I can't)
ReplyDeleteAnd, do NOT give in to Maggie.
Also, her name should be shortened to Nag.
xoxo