Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Gray Paranoia

I stood in front of the mirror as usual, brushing my teeth, and that's when I saw it.

My mouth gaped open. Toothpaste spit began to ooze out. It was a good thing I was leaning over the sink.

I swished, rinsed, and spit again, my eyes fixed on what I had just discovered.

I leaned in closer to the mirror.
Could it be?
*gasp*
No!
Yes?
Oh no...
It was.

3 inches long, protruding from my scalp as though it were a mini lightening bolt.
Coarse, wiry, unruly.

I tugged on it to see if it was, indeed, attached.
It was, indeed, attached.

I plucked it out and thoroughly examined it under the scope of my 5 bathroom light bulbs, rubbing it between my fingers.

I'm still flabbergasted. Astonished. In disbelief.
Oh my.

My first gray hair.

3 comments:

Chrislyn said...

gray hair is sexy.

violet said...

hahahahahahahaha!!!! oh El...

Jamie said...

I feel your pain. That happened to me too... not a fun experience. I think it may be a testiment to severe stress, not that you've had to deal with any ;)