Tuesday, September 11, 2007
A Silverback Gorilla?
At the age of 45, I admit that I have been coloring my hair for at least 15 years. Premature gray runs in my family. In the past, I have toyed with the idea of letting it grow in naturally, but always chickened out after seeing a half inch or so of gray roots. I was afraid that people would think I was Peach's grandma. About a month ago I made up my mind to do it. Doug said he thought it was a good idea. I decided I don't care what other people think, I'm tired of coloring my hair.
So, now I have about a full inch of silver roots. It's over 50 percent gray. I'd say 75 percent from the looks of the roots, but it's hard to tell for certain.
Last night I was standing under the light from one of the spot-style lights we have in our kitchen and Doug said, "Wow, you're really silver. It's pretty. You'll look like a Silverback Gorilla."
I think at first I just stood with my mouth hanging open, and then I said, "A Silverback Gorilla? A Silverback Gorilla?"
"Well, you know what I mean," he said.
No, dear, I do not know what you mean.