I am not feeling blue today, just gray... actually white to be exact. You see, I need my hair done - and badly. Not just cut, but colored. Yes, I am one of the many that is very thankful for the invention of hair dye. Oh, not for the purpose of getting a new color (I actually like my color) because if I didn't my white hair would show - and it is certainly showing now.
If you have seen pictures of my father, his brother, or my grandmother you will see that I come from a line of people with WHITE hair. The good thing about these genes is that is is beautiful white hair - my grandmother gets complimented all the time. Let's face it, though, at 31 neither me, nor my hubby, is ready for my hair to go white... so I color it.
It has been coming in slowly since I was 19, but I feel certain that I will be completely white headed in ten years. Oh, you won't know because I swear I will color it until I am "old enough" to sport it and it be acceptable. So if you are blessed with the kind of hair that is showing no signs of aging - thank your lucky stars. The rest of us out there will keep covering it up and pretending it isn't really there. :)