Saturday, November 3, 2007

Man Hair

In the hotel room this morning, I was so excited to see the extra super-close up mirror, the one "ladies" use for applying makeup and such. I even took a picture.

And then, I decided to take a look at my face, marvel in the beauty of my pores and give myself that up close inspection everyone needs to do from time to time. And then I discovered, I have MAN HAIRS!

I am sure someone else has covered this topic before in a better way, and I know it is part of aging (someone told me about it at a party), but I didn't think it actually applied to me. When I looked in the mirror, I saw little black hairs on my upper lip (like a mustache!) and several more under my chin. OMG, I do not like this getting old thing, Sam I Am, I do not like it one bit.

Thankfully for that special mirror I was able to pull the nasty buggers out, and I put in an emergency call to my sister so we can have "that talk", you know, the one about getting old and re-learning how to take care of yourself. So far, aging has meant a couple gray hairs (I yank 'em out as soon as I see 'em), some tightening in my hips (not of my hips, as in slimming down, more like a pain in the joints) and a mid-section that won't go away (well, I don't think it has anything to do with all those peanut butter cups from Halloween). How can it possibly get any worse? Oh yeah, Man Hairs!

1 comment:

MLL said...

Hello! I found your blog through NaBloPoMo and this post made me laugh out loud. I'm 43 and have also been discovering "man hairs" sneaking in here & there. Glad to hear I am not the only one!