Here’s a clue:
I need to get me some instructions!
Because this is just a flying post and because I don’t seem to have many photo’s of me, here is me:
Baby Shepherd has decided he needs me all the time at the moment. Which is fine with me. He’s my last baby and therefore if he wants constant cuddles, yes please.
And yes, I am grey, I died my hair for years from about the age of 18 if not before, because I went grey really young. (If you look at the wedding photo’s in the previous posts my hair is really dark.) As did my mum and my gran. My mum was on trend way before her time and never dyed her hair, which I think is brilliant. It took Chris encouraging me for me to actually take the plunge. He was really really for it and says he prefers it now. I’d got to the point where I was absolutely sick and tired of dying it every month and hated the smell and everything about it. Turns out, grey quite suits me and weirdly people remember me too, far more now than before. It took a bit of getting used to, especially as you get a lot of veiled looks from people and second glances (but not of the sort I used to be used to :o)
Gray hair is a crown of glory;
it is gained in a righteous life.(Proverbs 16:1)
I’d love to take the credit for this righteous life myself or even say yes! that’s why!, but unfortunately, or actually fortunately, I can’t, it is down to Je-sus (said like a football supporter). Sorry if you think that is disrespectful. It isn’t. I think we worry far too much about appearance and respectability when worshipping our one and only. It is probably not really obvious how I’m saying it unless you know me quite well. You are the one and only Jesus, nobody I’d rather be me for…
See you later. It’s late, I start going a bit hyper at this time…time to sleep…