I like to think of wrinkles, sags and other wonders of maturity as a tapestry that life makes out of us.

All these young folks with smooth, unblemished skin envy us!

Okay, now seriously, I was at a college open house with my daughter. And a young woman with blue hair was in the buffet line with us, so I mentioned to her that I had blue hair a few months ago because of a promise I made with my daughter that if she got an A in math, I'd dye my hair green. But hair dye isn't made for folks with white hair -- it assumes that the bleach will leave the hair yellow -- so the color is mostly blue. Anyway, she says that she wished she could find a way to get her hair white (like mine).

Is your hair white like mine? Imagine what a miracle that is! You can't pay to get that done!