Sunday, November 7, 2010
Hawaii, Haircuts, and Hurt Feelings
I wanted to get my hair cut before I go to Hawaii, so I scheduled an appointment with my favorite hairdresser, the same one who did the keratin treatment. My daughter was looking at me funny last night.
"Did you straighten your hair?" she asked.
"You got your hair cut?"
"I'll let you do it next time, I promise. I want you to color it before I go to Hawaii."
I know she's good at cutting hair, but mine has a mind of it's own. My bangs will shrink to tiny little spikes that stand upright if you're not very careful. Claudia understands my hair.
I think I hurt her feelings. I feel like a horrible mother.