I did get my hair done again

It was kind of weird.  It took me a bit to find her house...only to find that is about 5 minutes from mine...duh. 

First impression when I found her house...was...OH NO.... there were three cars parked in a little driveway and I didn't know where to park.  Cul De Sac horror. If you know thee culdesac there be no room to park on the street from one driveway to thee next.  Ahh I thought screw that and parked as close as I could between the houses.  I didn't block anyone off.  The area she lives in is exactly the same as the one we moved out of.  I felt very much at home as I drove down the streets to her house.

Anywho.... her house was much different than our old one... it had two side doors and no front door.  The door going to the house along the driveway had a fence in front of it ...with a "beware of dog" sign on it....so I opted for door number #2 on the other side of the house.  I rang the door bell.  More than once...and finally she came out door #1 and found me there in distress ...with my grey roots showing for all her neighbours to see.  She kindly guided me back to door #1 and promised me her dogs would not eat me for lunch.  They did not...they fell into my arms like big bowls of fur jello. 

She told me she had just taken two more appointments before mine.  Two mom's who needed a haircut..but of course the two mom's brought along their two little kidlets (each).  Hence all those cars in the driveway.  That makes 4 kids right?  No....Hairdresser has two little one's too.  That makes...ummm let me count on my fingers .... 6 kids under the age of 5.  Yes you are reading this right. 

At this point I still had my shit together...loved the dogs...then we went into the house .. and down the stairs to her salon..slash family room.  She had just finished cutting the ladies hair and they were all about to leave as I got down there.  Little tykes were abundant.  They were running, they were crying, they were hungry, they needed naps...they were fighting.  Finally she got all of them out of there...not before the cutest little boy came up to me while I was in my chair and said...I bumped my haid...I said I know sweetie I saw you fall down.  He just grinned back up at me and ...and said ... it dwint ert...and kept on trying the catch the dog's tail...yes there was a dog in the salon.  lol.  Apparently he was the little tyke that escaped upstairs while his mom was getting her hair cut...and ate toothpaste in the bathroom..

Chris...the  hairdresser was getting a little crazy because I think she was wondering if I could fit in this situation...and kept on apologizing...blah blah... I told her I was very comfortable....All the mom's and kids left...and she started on my hair....then her kids started to fight in the family room.  But fortunately her husband came home a few minutes later and all that was taken care of by daddy and left us to our own.

So after that it was a cake walk.  I had two dogs laying beside me as my hair was processing....we talked a bit and told her to go upstairs and have some lunch as she didn't have time to do it before.  She is a very nice person... and a little crazy like me... we will get along just great.

She is just making a living.... and no... I noticed she used a totally different product for my hair than she used in her workplace.  So I don't think she would have taken it from there.  I feel comfortable. She only works at the other salon two nights a week and one day shift.. and only took it on because her husband had been laid off.  But now he is working full time again she might just shut that down and continue working from home.

She did my hair good again...so no question about that and it only cost me 45 bucks for the colour and cut.  So I am happy.  I rather enjoyed being there. 

I had to laugh..to myself...because she is still trying to figure me out because she doesn't really know me that well and when she brought out 3 editions of "The Enquirer" for me to read while my roots were rooting ... and tentatively gave them to me to peruse..and said her mother in law loves to read this stuff and thought I might too.  I didn't bust a gut out laughing...I just said...no this is fine normally I just read the covers at the check stand at the store.  Haa...if I continue to go there she will get me soon enough. She has a great sense of humour...but I can see she is playing the dance.   

I know it is probably difficult for a younger person to relate to someone she might think as old.  Her mother in laws age I'm guessing.  Well then...she hasn't really met me.  I will change that. So yeah it was all good ... at my age it is always good to make new younger friends because I don't have kids...and I might just need one of them to drive me to Safeway when I get older... or help me chase children off my lawn with a rake.  So much to look forward to. 

I made an appointment... and short notes

I'm not sure I am doing the right thing..I will see when I get there.  I sealed the deal by taking her card didn't I?   I will check it out and if I am not comfortable it will be the last. 

I have been racing around still trying to make this house a home.  Some days it does, some days it feels like I am visiting. 

Spring has sprung...I can't tell you how wonderful it feels to get outside without your 100 pound parka draped over your shoulders.  

SIL..Gord's brothers wife ...who live right down our..(new) street is dying of cancer.  She just went into the hospital last week.  I haven't seen her for about 10 years as she has been very reclusive most of her life.  Gord and his bro are very tight and see each other every night after work so I hope we can help him get through this. 

Dilemma

Ever since sometime in November I think .. I have been getting my hair..DONE.  What I mean by that I don't colour it myself anymore.. I go to a stylist for it along with a cut. This is huge for me because I always have coloured it myself...until I dyed it brown.  And didn't know how to do my grey roots.  Then redid it and it almost made my hair black.  So I had to get some professional help. 

I went to the place I usually go to get my hair cut and found a girl there that I really liked.  She did my roots and cut my hair the way I liked it.  I went back about a month ago and asked for the same stylist because she did such a good job. She once again did a wonderful job.. and my hair is looking better than ever.....and the old dark brown colour I put in is almost gone.  She is so much fun and we laugh and talk the whole hour I am there. 

But...once she got me in the back of the salon to rinse it out...she quietly  told me that she does this type of work in the basement of her house ... not to far from there... and could do it for about 30 bucks cheaper.  Would I be interested?  Honestly I did not know what to say.... If I said no...would she cut my hair bald after that?  ...

The reason I went to a salon is because I enjoy having some camaraderie, as I am here by myself most days and love to listen to all the ladies  talking...and their stories....It is an afternoon out...doing something for me...which I rarely do.  I was so disappointed.  I don't want to be sitting in her basement with her kids running around.  I want the experience.  If she is cheating on her employer...what says she doesn't steal other goods from them for her home shop?

I don't even remember what said to her...I probably went..ahhhummm as she was washing my hair....and later when she was cutting it....she snuck her home business card on my lap under that little tarp they put over you.  I didn't expect it...and was wondering what the hell she was doing...and she whispered...I'm giving you my card so the rest of the employees can't see it.  I felt like a thief when I left. 

I will not be going to her house to get my hair done. "F" the discount.  I think she has no morals...and is screwing her employer.  I have no problem with  her moonlighting and doing business at her house after hours...but stealing clients is just not right.

It has left a bad taste in my mouth.   Now, who wants to do my roots??