And We're Outta Here....

Because we are leaving today for our awesome weekend away to Ojo Caliente Springs I thought I would spend the day getting "things" taken care of. It didn't go so well. Mostly because I don't stand up for myself.....

First I went into a local place, just behind our neighborhood, to get a wax and pedicure. They switch off ladies and I have never had the pleasure of this one particular person. I laughingly said, "wax my whole face" meaning chin, upper lip and brows.....because really, who waxes their ENTIRE FACE. Well apparently people do because all of the sudden wax was going places where even Santa Clause doesn't grow hair. On a dry, slightly sunburned face....that doesn't feel so good. So my whole face was bright red and slightly itchy by the time she was finished with me. And hubby pointed out, shiny and strangely smooth (not nicely smooth, strangely smooth). Oh yeah...AND they charge you a LOT to wax your whole face.

My hair was also in need of some assistance. I normally don't go into those quickie places because, well, maybe it's my hair? but I've never gotten a good haircut. So why did I think yesterday was going to be different? I showed her a picture and she went about cutting and cutting and even thinned it out a bit....none of this I can see because I wear glasses and have to take them off when they cut. She's done and instead of:

I got:





Not that he isn't darling, but not the haircut I wanted. While I was looking in the mirror, I did the tucking my hair behind my ear thing and...get this...she physically removes my fingers from my hair and places it BACK in the position she styled it. I felt like four years old. Even though I didn't get the hair I wanted I paid her AND TIPPED HER. While signing the charge slip I again (and it was an automatic gesture) went to tuck my hair behind my ear and...you are so not going to believe this...SHE 'TISKED TISKED' ME. In some weird compulsive way it was so hard for me not to TUCK. It was a relief to get out of the hair place, get to the grocery store and tuck away.

I do have a normal lady I go to, but she made me mad the last time. I told her I wanted to grow my hair out and she argued with me that long hair doesn't go with my face shape. And she's right, but I'm the customer and I was thinking convenience in the whip it up in a pony tail type of way. So she 'relented' and still cut my hair short in the front and left it long in the back which pretty much looked like a MULLET. I made my sister in law cut off later that day.

Where are all the fun gay guy hairdressers? I do believe I may have to trek into the city from this point on.


The good news? I did get a fabulous pedicure and had them match the nail polish to my cute new flip flops:


So now all is good with the world.....

I may or may not post this weekend, I'm not even sure they have an Internet connection there. I think the town is so small they don't even have a traffic light. It will be bliss to be with my hubby of almost 16 years (officially 16, May 29th).

Have a great Memorial Day Weekend to the rest of you!!!!