IF SHE WERE HERE

Yesterday was a very hot day here in Fresno, California.  After thinking about it for weeks I had come to a very important decision in my life.  It was time for me to dye my hair dark brown and I was determined to do it all by myself.  After shopping at Walgreens and standing in front of the hair dye section of the store for a good five minutes in a trance of some short, I picked up the box.  Yes, the box with the real pretty lady with dark brown hair on the cover. 


I knew as soon as I was home that I had to search into my basket in the closet for an ugly t-shirt that I will never wear but used for things such as hair dye.  O.K. here I was ready to mix the stuff and put on the cheap gloves that are pasted on to the instructions.  My cell phone kept ringing and ringing and so I had to take off the gloves and answer it only to find out it was the wrong number.  O.K. now back to putting on gloves and I began to dye my roots and then the rest.  After 35 minutes I washed off the dye and towel dried it before I blow dried it. 


Results were not that good.  Dark hair in front but back part had strands of blonde hair.  Eww, what to do.  I know if Jeannette was here she would have said this, "Ma, you look amazing."  Yes, Jeannette always saw the good in everything.  She had a heart of gold. 


I am now anxious and nervous to show up at my long time hair dresser's shop. 


If Jeannette were here she would have accompanied me to the shop and encouraged me in a positive manner.  Maybe she  would stop at Starbucks and get me a Vente size house coffee with extra cream.


She knew me so well. 


My Nettle Poodle.