My Hair Likes To Go Out

I looooove getting my hair done. Not the salon part, (it is nice to have some magazine reading time though), the part where I walk out of the salon like I'm in a magazine ad, hair bouncing and looking fabulous. There I am with my newly highlighted (blonded as I call it),blown dry, and styled hair, flipping it around. I just can't help myself! I always make sure I dress up a little to go to the salon, so I can look cute!

Then there would be a let down. Oh, I'm heading home with my hair. My hair would become depressed, even fall a little. "You mean we're not going out?" Nope, just going to make dinner at home...

Well, forget that! Now when I get my hair done, I do it on a Saturday. Then I line up a babysitter and plan a date night. My hair likes to go out after it's been done! I had everything going smoothly until I talked to hubby after leaving the salon. "Babysitter canceled." I almost couldn't hear him through all my new blonded, fluffy, and fabulous hair. My hair and I just went limp. I got off the phone and tried to make my hair and I feel better. No matter what I told us, we could not be happy. I had to take action.

I called our neighbors (who have a teenage boy and girl) and asked if Sarah (teenage girl and my some time babysitter) could do it. No dice, she had plans. When I hung up I told my hair that was it. "Stop pouting, I'll take you out to church in the morning", to which my hair said "I won't look the same in the morning! It's NOT FAIR!" And refused to talk to me the rest of the way home.

The phone rang again. I thought it was hubby consoling me. It was Sarah's teenage brother Isaac. "I'll do it!"; he said. My hair must have overheard because suddenly a curl leapt forward and brushed my cheek. "I know", I said. "I want to go out too..." I took Isaac up on his offer. He didn't have to do more then raid the fridge because we put Landon to bed before we left.

My hair and I went out to a fabulous dinner and we couldn't have been happier. Hubby was there too. Here we are (me and my hair) pictured above. As you can see we make quite a pair.