Friday is my big day out traditionally. It's the day that I get all of my shopping an errands done. Sometimes, I even shower first. :0) This past Friday happened to be one of my bi-monthly shower days. I also washed my hair. That meant I needed to blow-dry it.
Say hallo to my little friend.
I have a system for blow-drying my hair. My little friend helps me. First, I blow out my bangs and knock a little of the wetness out of the sides. Then I pull it up in a clip while I dry the underneath. After that's dry - I take a little bit more out of the clip, drying it in sections until I reach the top and it's done.
Imagine my horror when I saw sparky flames and smoke shoot out the backside of my blow dryer as it died on me after I had managed to only dry my bangs and the underneath of my hair Friday. Not good, people. Not good. I tried to flip the little red button on the end of the plug, hoping against all hope that it would flip back on. Nope. Nada. Nothin'. Crap.
I don't know what on earth would have caused this, unless it had a little something to do with this:
Yes, you would be right. That IS crusted dirt, and I don't know what else caked in there. Does anyone know how to clean the crud out of there without getting electrocuted and taking a first class ticket to the Pearly Gates? Anyone? I would like to be able to spare the life of my new little friend this slow and agonizing death in the future. Anyway, back to my hair tragedy...
You see, I was going to The Land of Stick People. Rich, stick people. Rich, stick people who dress to the nines just to go to the grocery store. I am neither, rich nor stick people, nor do I dress to the nines just to go to the grocery store. However, I DO like to blow-dry my hair, throw on a little make-up (God help us all if I don't.) and generally make myself presentable. But, so help me, I am NOT going to wear a pair of stilettos just to buy some grub. Beth Chapman, if you're reading this - I love you, Girl! Give Dog a hug for me!
I had no way of drying the rest of my hair. I was quite a lovely sight to behold. So, I figured if I couldn't dry my hair - then I'd just make a real statement and make it look intentional.
I think the blue brings out my eyes. Don't you?
Here's to making a statement!