Hairy Day

Those of you that know me know that I'm a "hair" girl.  I love hair!  Therefore, I change my style up a lot.  I change my color every 3 months.  Well, the first day of school was my recent change in hair color. He put in shades of really blonde, brown, and almost jet black.

 Looking back...not the best day for a change!  My oldest just started 5th grade and will be 11 yrs. old in 3 weeks.  Needless to say...I think she may be close to...DUH,DUH, DUH...

THE CHANGE!!!!  Anyway, she returns from the "worst day of her life" and sees my hair.  Her response was priceless.  "Mom, you look goth. I need for you to have your hair changed back to the other color by the time I get home from school tomorrow or I'll be the most embarrassed person in the world."

Whatever!!!  I at least thought I had until she was 13 until I embarrassed her.  And anyway, I thought I was cool!  Oh well, I guess I should just welcome my "goth" self to the not so popular role of raising a preteen!

~A