For sometime, I have had a single long strand of silver tinsel residing in the lock of hair that lays over my left shoulder. It has not bothered me – truth it bothers my younger sister more than it bothers me. At my advanged age (52) I expected this to happen much sooner than later and the one, solitary strand didn’t bother me.
Actually, I thought it was rather pretty, all glittery and shiny, laying on its bed of brown satin.
However, I woke up this morning and discovered the strand had 2 new playmates. I’m not sure I like this. In fact I’m quite sure I do NOT like it!
So I’m off to the drugstore for a bottle of Miss Clairol…
(not really, but still…)