Wednesday, November 21, 2012

And so it starts...

It's wonderful to visit Blogland and read about everyone's great things that they are thankful for! Today, I am going to share what I am NOT thankful for! Something happened to me so sinister, and so evil, that it's taken me this long to collect myself and tell the tale. This is very difficult for me to open up about and very difficult for me to process.

Last week I was getting ready to walk into town to see Branden after work and do some shopping. I went into the bathroom to fix my hair when I notice how shiny my hair looked and in particular, one specific hair... My mind raced, my heart began to hope against the fear rising inside of me, and I desperately tried to single out the extremely shiny hair. Finally I grasped it and pulled! To my shock and horror, I was holding a silver hair that came from the top of my head! So much went through my brain, "But I don't have children! I'm not even 30! I sleep in till 10am every day and don't have a stressful job! My husband is only 25!!!".

As unforgiving as this bodily uprising is, I do tend to try and find a positive in all negative things. The silver hair had a bit of curl or wave to it so maybe I won't be stuck with stick strait hair forever...but that still doesn't make me feel any better!

I do have a lot to be thankful for, but this is my Padded Cell after all, so I am allowed to be a bit backwards!

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!


  1. I remember the day I saw my first gray. The day before I turned 27. Miss Clairol has been my friend ever since! It's sort of a blessing since my natural hair color is mud brown and about as shiny.

    Mine also went from stick straight to wavy, too. Bonus!!

    I'll be here if you need a long distance shoulder to cry on!

  2. I will be in mourning all day for your "silver" hair. I will gladly wear the silver proudly for you. :)

  3. Ah well. You know what the Cookie Monster said.

  4. You are so very young young one. I have bras your age. Revel in your gorgeous mane and do not fret. Nothing can diminish your beauty.:)

  5. At least this hair was on your HEAD--it could've been worse!!

  6. Young lady, you scared me half to death. I thought that something truly horrible had happened to you. Don't do that to me ever again because I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOU, YOU LITTLE POOP! Yes, I can get that upset just two sentences into a post. The Hurricane has a single white hair. She's had it for years -- since she was 12 or 13 and now she's 26. She can explain it genetically or biologically or something but I can't remember the explanation. If I remember, I'll ask her to explain the single white hair phenomenon to you. But I doubt if I'll remember anything beyond Maggie scared the crap out of me. I have little white hairs along my forehead and they stick straight out. That's why my hair is pink and blue. I know I could choose blond or red or something normal, but I'm a pink and blue haired kinda girl. I'm not as mature as The Hurricane.


  7. Allow me to cry with you. A couple of weeks ago Angie told me there was this grey hair trying to escape my left nostril. Aaaaaaah! (That's what I was thought when she told me.) 'Really?' is what is said....

    Love that picture. Happy Thanksgiving!

  8. My first silver hair appeared when I was recovering from major surgery and was merely 28 years old. I took that little sprig and proudly tied a piece of thread around it. After surviving a pretty gruesome illness and operation, I felt a sense of pride in that little surviving hair.

  9. My first one came in sometime around me turning 16. Needless to say, I've gotten very used to my salt-n-pepper locks.

  10. I shaved my hair off years ago for a cancer benefit, and I've kept it that way; sooner or later I'd have ended up losing it anyway.

    I do keep my beard though; haven't seen grey in it yet...


Does this straitjacket make my butt look big?