I often contemplate allowing my dye covered naturally gray hair to grow out in all it’s silver glory. But then, just as I think I may have come to terms with my premature old-lady-ness, I catch a glimpse of the shimmering strands in my 1/2 inch roots. Such sights incite an epic “I’m too young for this” meltdown that’s only rectified by a trip to Walmart for a box of chemical gold.
Dads 1/2 – Allergies, double chin, gray hair, love handles, bad joints, pudgy nose, rationality and patience, hazel eyes
Moms 1/2 – Nothing, Zip, Zilch, NADA (I swear they’re not telling me something!)