It happened.
Even though I don't FEEL old...I am.
It was only a matter of time.
I wish I had been more prepared.
Prepared to see this...
....my first gray hair.
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
There is no going back.
I cannot fight this any longer.
What's done is done.
I now have to grow up...
....or at least PRETEND to be a friggin' adult.
SIGH*
But I was doing so well, you know?
I was just gonna do another post about ponies
or cute horsies or stubborn big eared donkeys!
The ones that make you giggle out loud,
you know?
I was feeling so happy,
so young,
so free.
Uggggggggghhhhhhhhh!
What is a woman to do?
Or wait!
HOLD THE PHONE!
Could I?
Could I REALLY?
START COLOURING MY HAIR!?!?!
Pfffffft - yeah right!
I would probably turn myself into a rainbow by accident.
This OLD MARE ain't ready for that.
Sounds too dangerous!
Yes, MUCH too dangerous.
Permanent colours are bad with me....I already STRUGGLE with
permanent markers.
NOPE, TOO DANGEROUS!
Not that old DONKEY.
Ain't got time for that.
HAH.
How about I just pull'em-out when I see'em?
OR
Deny that I really have gray hairs and that I am getting old?
I like denial.
Yip-yip-hooray for DENIAL.
Denial train it is....ALL ABROAD!?!?
Boom.
All is right in the world again.
Now back to ponies & horses!
(It's been a looooooooooooooooong week!)
(smiling)
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