It was getting about that time, when all of us in our little family needed a haircut. I'd mentioned to Cody a couple of times, offhandedly, that it was haircut time. I thought that it would be like normal: I go to my favorite Salon, and I get the trusty razor out for the boys. It's hard during the winter to give haircuts, because we normally go outside--obviously not an option when it's below freezing and snowy.
Apparently I'd been nagging about haircuts a little too strongly, because yesterday morning Cody tells me that he's just set up appointments for all of us at the local beauty school. I immediately started panicking; the appointments were immediately, and none of us were dressed, not to mention I don't trust this school with giving me a good haircut. But, Cody didn't understand why I would feel this way (A haircut's a haircut, and $5 is a lot nicer than the pricy salon), and so we all trucked down to the beauty school. I tried to remind myself that Cody was trying to make me feel better, and that this is how he shows love--by "surprising" me with something I need...any way, I figured if they did a good job, I would have just saved myself $25, and if they did a less than decent job, I could deal for a few weeks until it grew back.
I should have just sent the boys.
The girl at the beauty school had the mirror tipped so I couldn't see my own haircut. How the instructor didn't notice the hack job and uneven layers (not to mention the two inch gaps on the right side of my head), I'm not sure; but we weren't even in the car to go home when Cody asked me when I wanted to go to the salon for another haircut. I came home and assessed the damage, called my mom for the name of her hairdresser, then called the salon and set up the appointment, telling them that this was a bona-fide hair emergency.
After that I could finally laugh about the situation. Good things that came from this experience: 1) I get to try something totally new with my hair. 2) I got to spend a morning all by myself at the salon, laughing with my new favorite hair stylist. 3) Cody will never bug me again about spending $30 for a haircut.
Thank you, Jenni, for fixing the mess that was the worst haircut of my life!