Alert! Alert!

I'm six weeks shy of becoming forty, and I spotted several gray hairs this morning. If I had to choose between gray hairs and my turkey waddle, I'll take the gray hair. My sister has had these beautiful gray/white streaks in her hair since she was a teenager - her mom's hair was completely white. I should mention, if you didn't know, technically, my sister is my half-sister. But we've been close since she raised me after my mom's death. Anyway, her hair is now also almost completely white and she gets so many compliments. But I don't think my hair is going to look as pretty as hers.

Anyway, I'm not freaking out about it. If it gets much worse in the next couple of years, it's easy to take care of.

So, I'm grateful for:

spoons

rain

all the places I've traveled to

art

creativity