Here's a hint.
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I found my first gray hair.
Let me say that again....I HAVE GRAY HAIR.
And suddenly I am questioning everything in my life. Did I make the most of my 20s? Is Levi going to be a well adjusted, successful adult? Is our will up to date? The end is near, folks.
I know, I know, it's so not a big deal - or at least it shouldn't be. But, I'm freaking out.
I called my mom.
"You know what this means?" I yelped.
"Yeah, you're getting older!" My mom said, she sounded a little too satisfied for my liking.
"Well if I'm old, what does that make you, my mother?"
Score: Michelle, one; Mom, none.
"Ancient!" Mom shot back with a chuckle - I think she's okay with it.
So, to complete the gray hair trifecta, I give you:
Three Reasons I Know I Am Getting OLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
1. I found a gray hair.
2. I willingly watch, ENJOY, wait with Bated (haha!) breath for the next episode for a show .... that is on PBS.
3. The other night, Herb and I were bored, so we went to bed at 8:30. And, no, it wasn't because we wanted to, you know, "entertain ourselves." We went to sleep. And it rocked.
Oh, whoa is me. Help.