I don't go and get my hair done. In fact, up until last year I didn't even go and get my hair cut by a professional. I just had my mom trim it.
The two years ago one of my daycare parents gave me a Christmas bonus so I decided to take the money and get my hair professionally cut, styles and highlighted. It cost me a small fortune but I fell in love. It was gorgeous and I felt like a million bucks. Great hair makes you briefly forget that you're packing an extra 20 lbs or that you've got a couple of PMS induced zits on your face.
I vowed that every 6 months I would splurge and get my hair done.
This turned into going to Great Clips and buying hair dye kits. It still looked okay but it wasn't salon great.
For my birthday last summer my mom gave me money to go get my hair done in preparation for returning to work. But not having worked for 3 months meant money was tight and I couldn't justify spending $150 on my hair and then getting groceries on my already maxed out VISA. So I went to Great Clips, bought a Loreal hair dye (I found one I actually liked) and spent the rest on feeding my kids.
For Christmas, Sean got wise. He wanted me to get my hair done but rather than give me the cash he went out and got me a gift certificate for the salon. So I have no choice but to use it there. So this morning in an hour and a half I'm going to get my hair done.
I don't think I'm getting it cut or styled, I'm just going with the highlights. But we'll see. Maybe I'll get it all chopped off. (actually I would, I think short little cuts a la Meg Ryan are cute but you need to have a tiny face and well, let's be honest, tiny is not a word to use about me.)
Maybe I'll do something crazy like blue streaks.
Or maybe I'll play it safe, get my red and blond highlights and call it a day. Either way, it's gonna be hot!