Good Hair is in the Eye of the Beholder

I hate my hair right now. It's driving me nuts. It's the longest it's been in a while & I don't like the way it feels on my neck...like a hair scarf that I keep having to adjust b/c it gets too itchy. It's also at that stage where no matter how I try to style it, it looks like crap b/c the style has grown right out. Actually, I think it grew out about two months ago. I've been cursing my hair in the mirror every morning for a while now.

I REALLY need to get it cut.

And colored.

I haven't been to the hairdresser since hmmm....when? Since May. May! My last hair appointment was 6 months ago?! Yikes. How did that happen? I don't even have a hairdresser out here yet. (Hairdresser is a funny word.)

To be honest, I ALMOST had a hairdresser out here. I made an appointment a few weeks ago at a place near us that looked decent. (I've had fairly good luck with moving to new places & picking hairdressers & I'm hoping that trend will continue.) It took a while for them to find an open appointment that matched my schedule (or vice versa), but we finally settled on Saturday, November 17th at 2:00 p.m. Needless to say, I've been looking forward to this appointment for a while.

And now, I'm going to have to put my "New Hairdo Excitement" on hold b/c I've had a change in my weekend work schedule & I just had to cancel my appointment. DAMN!! Isn't that always the way? Just when you think you're close to escaping your hair prison, your request for parole gets denied. Great.

So, Deb. Dado. Steffano Bruno. Let me apologize now for the state my hair next week. Please know that I did my best to remedy the situation. Can't wait to see you!!

Shave & a haircut,
Cousin Itt (a.k.a. PortlandGirl)

p.s. I just got a message from my office that one of my new clients, whom I met for the first time yesterday, called in to say that she really enjoyed her appointment. Oh, and she also wanted to know who my hairdresser was b/c she really liked my hair.

Now There's Something You Don't See Everyday

Have you ever noticed some of the crazy things people do in their cars on their morning commute? We've all heard stories about people who were pulled over for talking on the phone, drinking coffee, reading the newspaper and doing their make-up all at the same time, but have you ever seen it for yourself? I have. And it scares the crap out of me.

Who in their right mind puts on mascara while driving?! I hardly have the manual dexterity to use eyeliner at all, let alone apply it while controlling a moving vehicle at speeds of 60 m.p.h. And yet, I've witnessed several "Morning Makeovers" on my way to work. Clearly, these women (& one man!) need to brush-up on their safe-driving skills.

I've seen lots of amateur singers behind the wheel & I must confess to becoming one of them. There's nothing like belting out a song when you know no one can hear you. It's especially fun when you try to sing something that's totally out of your range, just to see how bad you can sound. Believe me, I can sound BAD! But who cares? It makes me laugh.

Last week, on my way home from an appointment, I was driving behind a van with an American Red Cross sign on the back. I think it was a blood-delivery truck. When I pulled out to my left to pass the van, I had to do a double-take b/c who should be driving the van but Santa Claus?! Santa Claus! And do you know what? Santa behind the wheel of a van looks awesome! Granted, it was Halloween, but if you're going to see Santa driving anything other than a sleigh with 8 tiny reindeer, I think a Red Cross truck is fairly apropos.

I wonder if I'll see the Headless Horseman on Christmas? I hope not. He's scary. I can't even handle watching the Headless Horseman Scooby-Doo episode.

Happy November,
PortlandGirl