June 8, 2002

My first gray hair! My first real gray hair! Well, I'm pretty sure it's a real gray hair. It's kind of mottled, not gray at the end, but there's at least two inches of pure white. I think. I don't want to pull it out after all this waiting, and now that I have short hair, it's pretty hard to examine. Plus my hair's awfully fine.

I'm actually pretty sure this is the same gray hair I thought I spotted at that Braum's in Denison but then lost (my hair's fine, but there's a lot of it) before I could really scope it out. It's right on top, just like the phantom hair, and it's sort of mottled the same way.

Anyway, hurrah! I think. If I ever leave my house and interact with other people again, I will ask someone to inspect it.

In celebration of my (likely) first gray hair, I finally packed up my ponytails to send to Locks of Love. I cut them off a couple months ago, but I never got around to sending it off. It was longer than I thought, 15". They were so long and soft and pretty. I looked at my cruddy homemade haircut, all poofy and stupid looking with no product in it, and wished it would grow.

After only one stop on my big barbecue tour, I decided to scrap the whole plan. The barbecue was indeed succulent and delicious, but here's the problem: I like sauce. I like sauce, and half the serious barbecue places in Texas scorn sauce. But I like sauce. No matter how delectable the meat, after a few bites I always wish I had sauce. And even when they do have sauce, more often than not, I don't like it. So instead of buying barbecue and feeling guilty about sauce, I'm going to work on producing the perfect brisket at home. And the perfect sauce to go along with it. Plus, way cheaper. I can buy a whole brisket for about the same price as a decent pile of barbecue. And with all that extra brisket, I'm sure to become the most popular girl in town!

Gray hair and a plan for certain popularity? This is a happy day!

06.05.02