Friday

Nothing like a Friday that starts out like a Monday. Dropped the boys off at school this morning. Aidan has been home w/ pink eye, its his first morning back. I come and think, I'll just lay down and close my eyes for 30 minutes. Then I'll get in the shower. But oh no, next think I know my eyes open and it is 10:30!!! Feeling totally lazy, I jump in the shower and actually decide to fix my hair. Ya know, maybe no one will know how long I slept if I do :-). Well, I get all the product in that it takes for my sad hair to ANYTHING, and start round brushing it, and my dryer explodes--not kidding. Sparks, smoke, the whold nine yards. I have no backup, so I have to run to the salon, no makeup, in cleaning clothes, and dry my hair. By the time I get to the salon, it is crunchy and mostly dry & frizzy on the ends. I look horrendous!! So as soon as I walk in April goes, "Gosh what happened to you?!" So the entire salon takes a look of course. So its 11:15 and everyone knows I was just getting my hair and face done. Boy, I felt like a winner. Then I have to style my hair in front of clients and stylists; so I felt scrutinized the whole time. My face was red, I was hot----ugh! I need a happy hour tonite!!!