I should be in bed,but I am instead blogging, catching up on all of the reading I never get to do during the day, seeing all of the wonderful projects and things every one has done in the last few days while I eat Cadbury's mini-eggs by the handful. Earlier this evening I decided it was finally time to color my hair. I had been putting it off for week now.. So, you ask, is my hair natural? This shade of blonde?
Of course it is .. on a three year old...
But as I learned tonight... don't blog and dye.
In an effort to take a hit for the financial team, I've been saving $100 every 4 months and doing a box kit for $10 at home every 4-6 weeks. Since I am sort of blonde( it's called dirty dishwater, if the name of it alone isn't enough to make some one dye their hair.), those kits work fairly well to give me some nice, natural, soft face framing highlights.
Unless you happen to sit down to blog to pass the forty minutes by and suddenly notice it's an hour later and your scalp is.. uh.. burning and you are now not three -year-old blonde, but something else entirely.
So I am like a whole new woman... stripper woman... with my very blonde highlights and a belly full of chocolate eggs.
It's been quite an evening.