Budgeting

This is a story about budgeting.

After observing myself in the mirror a few days ago I realized that I needed to take action. I noticed that my highlighted hair was way grown out, and it was time to do something about it. Seeing that we are buying a house soon, I came to grips with the fact that we are going to be a little tight and I can't waste money on my hair all the time getting my roots touched up. So as much as I've loved the blond in my hair I came to a difficult decision . . . Go to beauty school, let Lamon do it, or dye my hair back dark. I decided to do the latter.

I might have gone overboard on the budgeting idea. I decided to go to the hair college (The same one that three years ago created the lovely shade of red . . . after two long four hour sessions . . . for those of you who remember). Anyways, before I went in Lamon said, "What ever happens, just don't cry when you come out." Well, I didn't cry . . . but I was in their for six hours with a poor girl who looked like it may have been her first day doing hair. And of course in came the thick haired scarred monster! Poor thing. The ordeal took six hours. It was passed closing when she finished, Lamon had to bring in Ada in the middle so I could nurse her . . . and my hair? Well, I will wait a while to post a photo! :) Let's just say I was going to title this post . . . "The Dark Knight." I will let your imaginations run wild! J/K. I actually really like it. But it is very dark. My neighbor made a comment about me dying my hair black. . . . It really isn't black, but it is pretty much dark.