I decided I needed some help from a professional, and desperate to find a replacement for my longtime hairdresser who, at present is taking a coma herself, I was thrilled to learn that I didn’t need an appointment at a new salon in town.
I was assured it was indeed a full-service establishment, and that my needs would certainly be accommodated.

Sunitha began by informing me that time was stealing my youthful look as Penelope was finishing up my caci treatment. (I think it was supposed to be some sort of mud, but I’m a country girl, and once a cow patty, always a cow patty.)

My texture was all wrong. My varicose and spider veins were doing battle with each other. They gave me a foil weave, but it clashed with my portwine stain.
They even removed my tatoo of Fago. With a belt sander.

I don’t gab alot, I just have alot to talk about! This was said by our daughter who gabbed a whole 9 hour day while her Uncle and I were painting her bedroom and ready to stick her to a wall with velcro to get her out of the way.

Blechy Please! This was said by our 2 year old son when we asked him if he wanted some ice cream cake.

My kids crack my up on a daily basis, and it helps make up for the feeling that I mostly am either A.) Talking to a brick wall when I’m talking to them, or B.) Simply banging my own head on a brick wall while I’m dealing with them.

Being a stay at home Mom, doesn’t afford me things that other Moms have, like professionally styled hair, or nails, business suits or nice trendy clothing, and honestly in those ways I’ve always been low maintainence, I’m not a long nailed coiffed hair kinda gal, but it bothers my daughter sometimes, and she feels free to tell me I’m not very pretty, or as pretty as so and so’s Mom.After breast feeding my second child, she likes to remind me my boobs are falling, and enjoys pointing out grey hairs.

I’m hoping my son is more forgiving. Ha!

Tags: beauty, kids, stay at home parenting