I found my first grey hair last week. I was headed to bed late and after I washed my face I noticed a shimmer in my hair. My hair was begging to be done so I knew it wasn’t my freshly highlighted tresses. I thoroughly examined it before plucking it out to show my husband who was…asleep. Dangit. I really wanted to wake him up so that he could confirm that yes, I was officially old.
Finding a grey hair threw me off way more than I was expecting. It’s just a grey hair for crying out loud. Am I really that vain? But something about it symbolizes the loss of my youth. I felt like the grey hair was saying this is it, you’ve reached your peak. It’s all downhill from here.
Please tell me this isn’t true. I’m only 32. Is that normal?
In defiance to all things grey, I decided to engulf myself in the exact opposite. There’s nothing grey about these. These Black and White bars were calling to me.
Wait, you’re on a diet?
A lady from church made these for one of our events and I tracked her down for the recipe. They’re sooo good and completely indulgent. A layer of buttery Oreos, coconut, milk chocolate chips, white chocolate chips, nuts, and condensed milk.Once the bars have cooled, drizzle with melted almond bark or chocolate.These are sinfully rich.