Tuesday, June 23, 2009

And Now I Enter my Happy Place

Over the weekend, little tool-belt wearing elves entered my yard and look what they left me.

It doesn't get any better than that. My children will be able to go outside, without me. DARE TO DREAM.

It really doesn't get any better than this.  Well, I could have grass, but let's not get carried away. 

And now I abruptly switch topics.

Stick with me.

I got a MUCH needed haircut last week. I'd been putting it off forever because I didn't really like the hairdresser I had and I hate trying to find a new one. But the mop on top was finally getting to me so I bit the bullet and did it.

Apparently the newest trend is to have bangs. Every hairdresser I encounter tries to talk me into having bangs. I'm thinking of having a card made up to hand them when the whole "bangs are cool" spiel begins. The card would read as follows:

Dear Nice Lady with Scissors,

I know bangs are cool. Trouble is, I am not. No matter how you cut them and how many times you show me how to properly style them, the instant I get home I am going to get a medium barreled curling iron, curl my bangs into one straight curl and then tease them upward and shellac them with hairspray. I can't help it. It's a sickness I have. I am certain you don't want that kind of a hair tragedy on your hands. So slowly back away from the scissors and no one will get hurt.

Fortunately, she listened to reason and I got a decent haircut. Now I am good for another 4-5 months or so. Seriously. I try not to do that to myself any more than I absolutely have to.

I've got better things to do. Like staring at my pretty fence.

12 comments:

momofthecrazies said...

So happy for you and your fence! May you have a long and happy life together!!

Nicole said...

I had bangs in the 80's and never will again. God willing.

gramgram said...

I understand your pain about finding a Hair Dresser (Stylist). After we made our last move, my biggest concerns were to find the right Building Supply stores, and a Hair Stylist. Most people when they move are concerned about Doctors, Grocery Stores, Banks, and Churches face it if your Hair feels good life is good.

Jennifer said...

Congrats on the new fence. I too just broke down and got a haircut. It had only been 13 months. Of course I have been saying I need one for several months now. My problem isn't finding someone to cut it but making myself spend the money to get it done. :-)

Janet said...

HOORAY for the fence!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LOVE the bangs story!!!!

momofthecrazies said...

Did I ever tell you the guy that does my hair told me my face needed bangs? Should I be insulted that he wants me to cover up my face?

Knittinchick said...

Hmmm.... new haircut... worth having a party to celebrate the fence with, right?

Veronica Mitchell said...

Bangs give me zits. Even now.

Pam D said...

I'm with you on bangs, AND we have about the same schedule for hair cuts. Cool! (except that, as I approach 50, I've been talked into the whole "color" thing, and now I look like a sort of reverse skunk. bleech).

Aunt LoLo said...

I was really hoping you were going to say, "But the mop on top was finally getting to me so I bit the bullet and got a MULLET"

hehe

Beck said...

A FENCE! You lucky duck.
I need a haircut something fierce. I really, really do. But I'm sooooo lazzzzzzy.

a Tonggu Momma said...

If I were your hairstylist, I would totally and completely require picture proof that you once possessed hair such as that. Which is my nice way of saying that you need to post a picture of it for us to view. Really.

(Love the fence, though. I don't have a fence. I do, however, have grass. Heh.)