Finally, my Happy Ending

Last week my friend York asked, “what’s wrong with your hair?”  This came only two days after my friend Jean asked, “so little buddy, what’s up with your hair nowadays?”  I get the point.  If youv’e seen me lately, you know it’s been a hot mess.  Nappy, too big, a bad haircut (by me), roots are natural while the ends are permed.

Seriously, it’s been downright awful.  And the only reason I haven’t done anything about it is time.  How do I give focus to my hair in the midst of the holidays and my husband being gone for 10 days?

The other night I was so miserable about it, I even fell asleep in my bed writing this little ditty…

*(Sung to the tune of the Veggie Tales song, The Chocolate Factory)*

It’s big, it’s nappy, it’s bushy

It just gets in the way

and everytime I take a look in the mirror with disappointment

it just seems to say:

“I’m big

I’m nappy

I’m bushy

High maintenance I will be

I won’t be cute and will not work for you

unless you spend some money on ME!”

Finally, yesterday I decided to do something, anything really, about this mop top.  The day started with something I haven’t done in way too long…

a hair day!  Or, well, something like that.  Considering it took from 11am until midnight made it truly worthy of this response when Dave asked if we could go watch a movie, “sorry, I’m washing my hair.”

It was sort of fun to wash my hair, feed Rhys, burp Rhys, then condition, feed Ransom, then put color on (just a dark brown ~ no big change), then sit under a heating cap while the boys napped, then rinse it out, feed Rhys, then re-condition, then play with Ransom, then rinse that out, then blow dry to look like a 1970’s fro reject…

And then entertain not two, but four kiddo’s ranging from Rhys (two months), Shila (3 years), Ransom (4 years) & Kobe (5 years) while my friend Verma braided my hair (from 7pm on) in between feedings and snacks and night time routines.  Until finally at midnight, I got my happy ending…

And what a glorious of 4 weeks we will have together.