Because we’re speaking at the Eucharistic Congress in Atlanta this Saturday, June 13 (11:15 is our speaking time, don’t be late!), we’ve been scattering around buying clothes that fit and don’t look like we bought them before we even had children.
In other words, it’s been a long time since I bought a suit and Jennifer bought a nice, new, girly outfit.
But in addition to an outfit, Jennifer also wanted to get rid of the gray hair she has accumulated over the past year, since she hasn’t had her hair colored since before getting pregnant with Lily. The first picture here is of Jennifer with her gray exposed. The others show what has happened over the past four days.
So last Friday she headed to the salon to get what she thought would be a “dark brown” hair color.
When she got home, all the boys said something like, “Wow, Mom, your hair is really dark.”
I lasted almost 24 hours before some sort of stupid comment busted out of my mouth that was along the lines of, “Your hair is sort of like a biker chick’s.”
Jennifer, too, was dissatisfied with the
jet black dark brown hair and was told over the phone by the stylist to wash it with dishwashing soap.
She did as instructed several times. Her hair was still
jet black dark brown.
So today she headed back to the salon to have the whole issue resolved.
I think I was more nervous than her. I expected some sort of horrible sitcom situation where her hair would end up green right before we are scheduled to speak in front of 30,000 people on Saturday.
Fortunately, the result looks great, and this whole hair coloring debacle can now be put to rest. At least, that is, until the gray comes back.