I Did It!**

Since forever, I have wanted to try red highlights in my hair. I have always loved red and no, I have absolutely no red tones in my hair but let’s face it, left to God and noone else, I don’t have a lot of any color in my natural hair. It is a dirty dishwater blond/brown color that noone in their right mind would like. So, when I finally started straightning my hair a few years ago rather than getting perms, I highlighted it a pretty blond color for the first time.

Now, 3 years later, I am sick of blond. It is fall, the weather is getting colder and I look like I just got back from the beach. My inspiration was an Ugg ad in the most recent Glamour magazine – I have scoured the Internet for that damn ad to link it here but can’t find it. It is a picture of a girl to the left in the picture in Ugg boots and a parka in a winter scene with 2 dogs. And she has the most gorgeous reddish blond hair I have ever seen.

I have been carting that picture around in my purse for the past 2 weeks and today, the day of my highlight, I showed it to my long time stylst. Yes, we can do it – she says but with as blond as your hair is right now, how about we do it in stages?

So, with partial red highlights, this is how it came out:

I ADORE IT! It is so warm and shiny . . .I honestly think this color looks better on me than the blond did! I don’t get another highlight for 3 months and when I do, we will add just a tad more red to it. Not much. It will have both red and blond highlights and they compliment each other and my dirty dishwater brown hair so well.

I can’t believe I did it. . .

On a slightly less fun note, I spoke to my parents tonight for the last time before I see them in person on Saturday and learned that the weather is Florida is headed to the shitter. I wanted BEACH, people – is that too much to ask??? The highs will stay in the low 80s until Tuesday and then it is going to nosedive to a high of 72 during the day and 50 at night. That is WAY too freaking cold. My dad said he is happy about finally being able to wear a sweatshirt – hell, I can wear a sweatshirt up here – I don’t need to pay for a plane ticket and a rental car to do that!

I am hoping it will just hold out for me to have 2 days at the beach and then if it gets colder then . . .so be it. I can make the best of it after that. But, it sure makes packing a little more difficult when I need to bring capris and T-shirts but jeans and long sleeves too. DAMN IT.

Either way – I guess I won’t be at work, right?

*EDIT* Scratch that, the vacation is ruined.

Brian just spoke with his brother – turns out the asshole took ALL week off work instead of just Weds – Friday, like he said he was going to.

Doesn’t sound that bad, right? Sorry – I know – he is going to spend Sunday – Tuesday guilting Brian into doing stuff with just HIM, the stuff my family wants to do is LAME and now Brian is going to be torn between spending time with his brother and my family.

We were supposed to split up the week, damn it – make sure that is fair to both of our families but now NOOOOOOOO . . .his brother doesn’t want to hang with my brother because of something that happened 4 fucking years ago and so Brian will probably take off with his brother and we will end up spending most of the week apart.

*sigh* And already, they are tormenting me about planning every second of the week . . .I haven’t planned SHIT, I want to do SHIT – I want to sit on my ass and do nothing! Got it??? And the days when we were supposed to be with his brother, I wasn’t going to even suggest anything – just keep my mouth shut, stand back and let them plan whatever than wanted, just tag along and now . . .his brother is going to be a whiny bitch about the time I wanted us to spend with my family.

I fucking give up. All I wanted was a nice, quiet vacation . . .