Happy Birthday?

So...my 27th birthday is exactly two weeks away. I usually don't make a big deal about the whole "getting older" thing. I mean, in the grand scheme of things, 27 is pretty young. Yes, it's another year closer to 30 (when life is doomed and you fall off the face of the Earth...or something like that...I never really understood why women made such a big deal about turning 30...), but who cares? I guess maybe, if I turn 30 and have pretty much nothing to show for the 30 years I've been wandering this Earth, then, yeah...maybe I'll be depressed a bit. But, it's not a huge deal.


Although...

A month or so ago, I was standing in the bathroom, brushing my teeth before bed, when I saw something shimmering in my hair. I inspected the situation a little further and sure enough...it was my first gray hair. I yanked it. Everyone says I shouldn't have done that because more will show up. Oops. Good thing there's hair dye. I asked my mom when she started turning gray and she said not until her mid-30s. Yikes...

And today, this little gem showed up in my mailbox:

The final paragraph in their love note reads: "You'll also appreciate AARP's trustworthy information and resources. It can help you protect your health, your money and your career, and make the most of life over 50." If magazines with products catering to post-menopausal women start showing up, then I'll really start to worry...

Always,

Christina