I feel like it’s been forever since I’ve checked in here.
Things are at their usual level of tolerable insanity.
I am now a redhead as of this evening and I am having a reeeeeeally hard time dealing with THAT decision.
I got my hair cut for the first time in MONTHS today due to my usual state of poverty. Thanks to a few months of living like a nun, shuffling things around and a promotion, I could afford Christmas presents and a hair cut! Yay! I LOVE the girl who does my hair, but when you tell me you’r going to trim it an inch and fix my bangs that have totally grown out, I expect to still have all of my hair. She cut A LOT of it and actually CUT it, not just a trim, but a full on style. So I was a little on edge about that.
So I stopped by Ulta to pick a few things up and I’ve been toying with the idea of changing my hair color. I found a picture of me from the transition from black back to blonde and it was this lovely shade of auburn. Just red enough without being over the top. That was April of 2009. The red has stayed with me since. My naturally tendency is to ginge out a bit. So I thought I’d embrace it. It’s been since…lord only knows…when I got my hair highlighted last and I’m sick of the blonde. Or so I thought.
So I asked my stylist and she told me she was glad to seem me accepting my natural red tendencies and to buy L’Oreal at the store and I’d be fine.
Friends, it’s been YEARS since I dyed my own hair. I’m apparently out of practice. I missed a few spots underneath, I think Manfred is freaked out by it and oh holy hell is it RED, not auburn.
So I’m arguing with myself about going and getting more dye tonight/tomorrow and redoing it before I go to Martha’s daughter’s first birthday party WHERE I WILL SEE ALL OF MY FRIENDS.
My phone says it is currently 4 degrees outside. Sooo I guess I’ll wait until tomorrow to deal with this calamity.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have xanax and Fraggle Rock is on Netflix instant!