It was always the plan to come out to Stafford to look out for Brian and Tiina’s kids. What was not in the plan was saying to myself, “I should get a haircut on the way out.” The decision to get blue highlights was also spur of the moment, because their youngest has entirely blue hair and I thought, “homage?” In truth, my friend Julia gave me crap about my gray at group. I still have enough not to look like a 10-year-old…. but I feel younger and lighter. They’re actually more like lowlights, because the blue is very dark… Or, at least it will be for a few weeks and then we’ll re-dye my poolwater hair.
I needed some texture to break up the brown, and it’s entirely me. As I told LMG today, “it’s intimidating to be the only one at the skate park without blue hair.” But I have to admit, I have to get very close to the mirror to see it.
Otherwise, I would post a selfie.
Maybe I can get one of the kids to take a picture outside, because the sunlight should reveal more of the color than I could in this room. The lights are turned down and it’s a sensory experience, the calm before the storm. All of the kids should be home in about 10 minutes.
Which, to be honest I’ve been sitting on my hands since 2:00 PM because I can’t wait to show off my locks.
Even if the blue is more of a theory at this point.
Tiina’s oldest asked her son whether he was excited I was coming. He said, “yes, because I think they’ll let me play Skyrim.”
I brought my gaming laptop.
Pack a lunch, son.
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