Well.....I've messed around with my hair since college, back in the dark ages, and I'm not changing now. It's about the only thing I still have that makes me feel good about myself. My hairdresser is wonderful and after going to her off and on for 15 years, she now comes to my house once a week for a shampoo and every six weeks or so, for a color and trim. I'm unable to hold my arms up long enough to do much of anything myself now. My ex had premature grey hair and is now white....so my three adult kids all have some greys. Mine stay hidden!!

Just an interesting note -- my hairdresser loves to garden in her spare time, so she also takes care of my flower garden, plants annuals and even brings her hubby along to powerwash and stain my small deck off the bedroom!! Two jobs done for the price of one.......well, two. She's in her 40's and has lupus. We've become good friends in the bargain.