Bad Hair Day

So, I know I already posted today. After I posted it I went to go and get ready for my day. I got my hair all cute {as possibly able to. There's only so much I can do with it} and put my make up on. I actually put on a blouse instead of my usual t-shirt because of Honey Bunch's blog post the other day. I was pretty impressed with myself.

I got the kids all ready to go and we ran off to Target {again}. I promised them if they were good we would go and get happy meals at {ugh} Burger King. I went to the Pita Pit myself. Yummy! Anyway, as I'm sitting in the drive through I flipped open my visor mirror because my contact was giving me grief and do you know what I found?

Yes! A gray hair! Right in my side swept bangs. I was mortified. I came right home and pulled it out.....and then I searched for more. There was another one right next to it. I yanked it out as well. Here they are for your viewing pleasure. I am mortified. I'm not yet 29 years old and I have gray hair? What the hell! This has truly dampened my spirits for the day. Gray hair means you're getting old. I blame them on my children. Especially the younger one. She gives me so much grief. It's a good thing I love her.

But back to my main point here. Not only did I find two gray hairs {I stopped looking after that...there could be more of them!}, but I pulled them out. Don't two grow back in for every one you pull out? I'm sooo in trouble now. Four more! And now I can't even tease Jaysen about his gray hairs {he's got a lot of them} because I've got them too! I'm honestly really sad about this. I realize I shouldn't be so superficial, but I can't help it. First came the bags under the eyes, and then the wrinkles started to sprout up, and now gray hair! It's just not fair. And since I've got brown hair now...they'll really stand out. Maybe I should go back blonde.....