Confessions of an Insomniac: Chinny chin hairs

I remember watching my grandmother pluck hairs from her chin when I was a young girl. I was horrified. Would this happen to me? Would I turn into a man? My grandmother laughed and shrugged, “it’s just part of getting old.”

It’s official. I am old. I got my first chinny chin hair the other day.

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