Epilogue

I forgot to mention the most traumatic part of the weekend ...

After Fiance made the Duggar comment, I went into the bathroom to admire my long dark locks. I have super dark brown hair, almost black, but it's lighter around my hairline and has a lot of red mixed up in it, if you look at it under the lights. So there I was, examining my raven Rapunzelage, when I saw it ... yet another wiry silver hair, sticking straight up from my part. I had my first gray hair October 6, 2001. I remember because it was the day before my cousin's wedding, and I was only 20. I freaked out, but I attributed it to 9/11 stress, and I didn't see another one for years. The LSAT, law school, the Bar Exam ... no grays. I got engaged April 13, 2007, and I've had probably 10 gray hairs. I've blamed Fiance for each and every one of them. I pulled out the little sucker, and continued the examination, whereupon I found another hair that was black through most of the shaft, but silver from the root through the first few inches. This cannot be a good sign. I do not want to start dying my hair, mostly because I have such cool variation of color, and I want to keep it (except for the gray). Highlights just don't look right on me, since I'm olive but not really dark, so I can't use highlights to camouflage. I guess I'll keep an eye on them for a while, but I think I am going to have to start dying my hair very dark brown / black. I am not pleased.