Okay, I tried going gray in hopes of being my favorite Marvel heroine Storm for Halloween. Big thumbs down from friends and family. But the two deciding incidents were (1) TSA at the Oakland Airport asked if I had metal body parts (!) and when I said, "no," sent me to the "over 75" line; and (2) I was reaching up for a 3.5 pound bag of cat food at the grocery store and a 20 something man ran over and offered to get it for me. Did I really look like a decrepit little old lady??? I was gracious, of course, and observed that he must have a short Mama who taught him well.At the very next hair appointment, it was back to espresso!
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