The Day, Gray Hair Died

It's the beginning of the end.

The gray hair. Again. Found his way back to my head of color.

{Insert American Pie song here only change the words to: The day, the music gray hair died.}

While washing my hands in the Loo today, I did what every other women does. Look for gray hair, blemishes, food in my teeth, you know,  the usual. When I saw this:

{Excuse the cyclopes look I have going on.}

So I try and get it and miss... Ends up looking like curled ribbon. 

I will get you. Then I will chemical the crap out of your friends. Watch out. I'm coming for you.