Why I am eating Ramen the rest of the month...

For a while now I have had a girl I know come to our house and do my hair. She's actually really good, and because she's learning still and because she's just a sweet person, her prices are very friendly. I got a wild hair up my butt,and decieded I wanted some red hair. I was thinking more strawberry blond, then Ronald McDonald, but well, it's pretty easy to think what happend next....Yepp, I looked like a idiot. When my mom saw it she was horrified, when Emily saw it she didn't know who I was, and the rest of my kids just stared, and Dave played dumb and pretended it was fine. He's a smart man.

I attempted to get used to it over the weekend. This meant, washing my hair 5 times in an attempt to fade it right away. Experiementing with hair styles to show the least red. Crying. Not leaving the house because I was too embarrassed. Anger that I chose this. You get the picture. I totally lost it. Yesterday I had went to work with a game plan. I was going to call a salon and come hell or high water someone was going to help me, and god forbid all these chemicals cause my hair to fall out. Luckily I found a place to help me and I got an appointment at 2pm. Meanwhile, the patients at my work banded together and decieded to all have crisis after crisis to try to make me late or miss the appointment. Seriously, sometimes you have to fake sympathy for people and it's not easy, but I very seriously didn't feel empathy for any of them yesterday because I was so wrapped up in my own hair crisis. Now don't get crazy, I still did my job, but seriously, there comes a time in every social workers life in when we have heard it all before, and we realize that some people don't want help, they just want a handout. That is pretty much what I was dealing with. Anyways, I made to my appointment, and I shelled out a crazy amount to have a hair god help me out. She did a ton of highlights, and by then end I loved the color. Grant it, I don't have my normal blonde hair back, I pretty much have the color I was actually going for in the first place, and it's cute. She also assured me that the rest of the red in my hair will fade fast as red never lasts long even if it's permanent, so she says it will just keep getting better and better...

Girlfriend got a great tip, and even talked me into getting some hair products that were wayyy overpriced, but I was willing to pretty much do whatever she told me to,she did throw in a free travel flat iron at least.

So now I am hair happy again, but pretty much broke till pay day. Such is life.