At one point in my life I owned this wig, a cat mask, and a whip. That story is for another day. Today's story is about what happened to me Wednesday night. It has taken me a good 24 hours just to digest it.
I am 34! Not a yep she 34 but a wow are you really 34, kind of girl. My son is taller then me and I look very young. Yes, young enough to be carded even at the grocery store buying wine with my son. Young enough to be carded at a bar. Young enough to be called a MILF. YOUNG ENOUGH to even have people ask my son if I am his sister. Get the point.
I was in the bathroom fixing my ponytail when I saw it. There was something in my hair and it was shiny as fuck and was pretty much blinding me. When I looked at it I thought no thats not a gray hair, are you kidding me. The problem is I am redhead with blond highlighted hair, who has roots showing big time.
I decided the light in the bathroom was causing the illusion, so I went to my son's bathroom. This is where it went from bad to worse. It was a gray hair, a big long pubic looking, been there for god knows how long gray freaking hair. So yeah I pulled it out. I wanted to see it for my own eyes. So I guess it has happened I am turning gray, great.
Don't send me comments saying how sexy it is, or how it happens to everyone. BLAH BLAH BLAH. My mom says I am dramatic and acted like it was no big deal. Sorry, but this is coming from the same person who at 53 still colors her(cough, gray) hair. The worst part of all of it and I am not even being funny, is that I can still feel where that hair was plucked out. I guess the headaches since Wednesday are a coincidence to right.
I am half way to 68, apparently in 24 hours I have gone from a MILF to a Fucking Cougar. GREAT.
Side Note: Is it weird that I still have said hair, and I have looked at it no less than 25 times today.