The "Discolored" Hair

The other night DH and I were cuddling and he thought he saw something in my hair and began reaching for it. I said, "Is it a piece of lint? Did you get it? Ouch!" He said, "Uhhh, it was a 'discolored' hair." I said, "What? You mean a grey?" "Yeah."

Talk about protecting himself from getting in trouble! I got so tickled! I don't mind having a few greys and I do have a few. There were days in the past that I was not sure if I would be alive for grey hair. I love my discolored hair!