Last Sunday my friend Trish was so nice to come over and color my hair. I have been slowly getting gray since high school. I haven't wanted to be bothered with coloring for the last few years because I just didn't want to deal with the hassle but, let's face it, I'm looking much older than I really am these days. If the color of my hair is something I can change...let's do it! Funny thing is, it's a much bigger hassle now that I'm in a wheelchair. I also have a new friend from my church who is a hairdresser and is willing to come out to our house whenever I need a haircut. Needless to say, I'm very thankful for these wonderful people!
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AfterOK, I must admit that I didn't realize how gray my hair was. I guess ones' eyes get used to it, just like ones' nose gets used to bad odors...you know what I mean,
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Gorgeous!! And that skin-like butta! :)
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