I received a nice compliment on my hair last night. I took Tracy out for belated birthday margaritas and dinner, and, as we were leaving, someone complimented the cashier's hair, which had been professionally dyed with blonde and auburn streaks. So Tracy says to me, "I don't die my hair." I looked at her, and she said, "I'm 36, and I don't dye my hair. I think that's pretty good." And I was thinking, "I'm 48, and I don't dye mine, either", so I said to her, "I don't dye my hair." And she looked at me in surprise and said, "You don't?"
Apparently, my gray isn't as noticeable as I thought. :-)
HALLELUJAH!
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
What Min Is Reading on a Rainy Day
- Thrice the Brinded Cat Hath Mew'd, Alan Bradley
- A Fatal Grace, Louise Penny
Min's Weather Radar
Min's Current Conditions
- PhantomMinuet
- Nashville, TN, United States
- If it was a perfect world, I'd be out of a job.
1 comment:
Such a nice thing to know about one's grays...
Post a Comment