We were getting ready for People Search last week and I was brushing my hair for some reason (I rarely brush it, it's too short and doesn't tangle) when suddenly I stopped short.
"JOEY! I THINK I SEE A GRAY HAIR!!!" I wailed.
"What? No way; let me see." He leaned down close to inspect my hairline. "I don't see anything."
He snapped a picture for posterity. "You definitely don't have any gray hair, it all looks brown to me." He said, holding the picture where I could see it.I shifted around the hair a bit and pointed them out again. There they were. One, no, TWO gray hairs.
"Oh," He said. "I see them."
"What am I going to do!!" I moaned. I really like my natural hair color (thanks Mom and Dad) and the thought of dying it and frying the ends just kills me.
"You could pull them out," suggested Joey.
"Brilliant!" I replied and began digging for the tweezers. Once located, I climbed up on the counter for better access to the mirror. (All the while praying that the counter wouldn't fall off the wall.)
I successfully extricated the gray hairs from my scalp. Observe:
While they strongly resemble Henry's fur, there is no doubt that these hairs are gray, or that they came from my scalp. However.
They came from the exact same follicle, were curly, and not the same texture as my normal hair. This leads me to believe that the entire incident is a freak of nature (quiet, you who are thinking that I'm a freak of nature...) and that I'm probably not going prematurely gray after all.
I probably just have a strange hair follicle with no pigment in it.
RIGHT?!
