I had a disappointing day yesterday. I went to see my BFF the hair dude for my scheduled appointment only to find...he had hit the road and left no forwarding address! The very nerve of this dude. So I had to reschedule the appointment for today...with a dudette...hmmm...

When I got to the salon I realized Wednesday must be senior day...cause there were only little old ladies there. One sweet lady was getting her hair dyed BLACK...and her eyebrows dyed BLACK, too. It was a little scary to watch. I'm not sure how they planned to get that dye off her face but I assume they had a plan. She kept using a comb to scratch her head and dye would get flung everywhere. I was thankful to be sitting across the room from her. Another little lady (and I'm talking tiny) was getting her hair...I think blonde. The dye was blue...does that make hair blonde? Before they put the dye on she spent some time commenting on how it "sure felt like she was brushing more than two weeks of spray out". I had to ask...she gets her hair "done" every two weeks and shellacs it to her head. She doesn't even comb it until she comes back. Wow! Who knew you could do that?

So I did get my hair done...no more blonde. Well, still sort of blonde. I have no real clue what she did, something about lowlights and highlights and base color...I just know it somehow cost twice as much as normal and I now have bangs and hair that is...well...many different shades. DQ said she would 'have to get used to it'. My son, bless him, said it makes me look younger and he loves it. That kid's gonna be ladies man yet. My opinion is still coming...I'm not quite sure what I think...it is definitely different...think skunk stripes...all over the head. At least now I look like I should have a tattoo...actually multiple tattoos...and a few additional piercings.