An Unfortunate Occurrence

Occurrence...is that how you spell it? I think so. Spell checker isn't correcting me, so I suppose it's correct. It just seems like a lot of letters is all. Have you ever noticed that? Like two Cs and and two Rs are necessary for the pronunciation? Why? Oh English, you are inexplicable!

So here is the 411 on my hair. I went to lovely little Bethany at Bel Fiore Salon and Spa in Rockwall. It's tres chic! And Bethany did a little working on my hair. It looks fabulous! I'm telling you what. That girl knows her way around a color job. I love the root lift. I love it! I never thought I'd love my hair color more than when John at Bubbles started doing it eons ago. Seriously, it was forever ago! And he was great. But boy, this color is just something else!

Anyway, so she gets done cutting and styling it, so I look way hot. You know how it is when you leave the salon and you feel super sassy because a professional just fixed your do for you. It's one of my faves.

And then it happens. The thunder and lightening set in - BOOM! When the thunder and lightening are that loud, you know what is coming next. That's right...a downpour! And I think, great, my cute hair is done for! So I run to the car and it's pouring, I'm talking cats and dogs flooding outside. I think this little piece of flimsy tissue paper will do the trick so I put it over my head, but it just blows all over the place in the torrential winds!!! USELESS! And so thirty seconds later, I'm seated in the car. Well, you know what I look like!

A drowned RAT! No lie. I'm entirely soaked like I just took a shower. And all that hard work and cuteness is out the door in thirty seconds. Oh, wow!!! I was pretty sad about it.

And now, instead of having a no wash day... (I love days when I don't have to wash my hair. Don't you? You can just pull it up and call it a morning and no fuss. Oh, no wash days....) But that isn't going to happen tomorrow. Because I can't go around with fuzzy hair. And that, my friends, is what I have right now. Fuzzy hair. Not the sleek, pretty hair that I left the salon with - for a moment, anyway. Before the torrential downpour ruined it!

Oh if only. It stopped pouring about three minutes after I got in my car. BUG! I should have waited it out.