A Tale of Bad Hair

I'm writing this post to give myself a little peace and some sanity (writing relieves stress for me). I went to the hair salon today to get a much needed haircut. I've been wanting highlights in my hair for a long time. Since I've had babies my hair has just been drab. So anyway, I told the girl that I'm going to Hawaii in a few weeks and that I wanted to lighten my hair just a touch for some natural looking highlights. I also told her that I've haven't had my hair highlighted for years due to a bad experience I had in college. The result: down right scary. I look like a skunk mated with some zebra wood (that's the only way I can describe it). The haircut is fabulous. But it's definitely overpowered by the scary animal which is now my hair. I called my hair girl to explain that I can't even leave my house I'm so embarrassed. I won't even get my mail. I'll wait for Ryan to get home for that. She's fixing it Thursday morning. I'm not sure if this can really be fixed without dying my entire head another color but I'll find out I guess. Needless to say I wont' be going anywhere tomorrow. Good day for house cleaning! I haven't decided if I want to attach a photo yet. I'm still grieving the loss of my natural color! It's seems so wonderful to me now, I wish I had it back. Lesson learned.