Thursday, April 02, 2009

Pinky Diahnero


I'm not sure exactly what happened.  I went to get my hair highlighted and took a wrong turn at the Easter egg factory.

Okay.  It's on purpose.

And really a whole lot of fun. 

It had been 6 months since I had it cut and colored last - and things were just really really bad.  Really.  Like so bad that when my fabulous stylist, Annie, saw me, she didn't recognize me.  Then, when she figured out who I was, she shook her head and said, "Oh no.  No no no.  No."

I took that to mean I needed a little change.

So, she cut off about 9 inches and lightened the top about ONE MILLION levels and gave me a smidge of funk.

I got home after 4 hours at the salon.  (Yes.  I just said 4 hours.  It is no small thing to look so strange.)   When I walked into the living room, Doodlebug glanced up, then back at the TV, the back at me again.  "Wow, Mom!  You look great.  You look so much younger!"

He's definitely back in the will.

Later, he told me I looked like I was 20. 

Double inheritance for that boy.