Not Happy :-(

Not happy at all.
Made myself an appointment at the hair dressers on Saturday. Thought "it would be nice for some colour over the emerging grey and a tidy", so in I went. First there was the girl who put the colour in my hair; sploshed it all down the back of my shirt, which wasn't easy considering I was wearing one of those flattering robes they put on you! So now I have a lovely dark stain all down the back of my shirt. Then another girl came over to cut my hair. "What will it be today then?" she asked. "Trimming to just passed my shoulders, full fringe and layering please". I said happily. That happy manner did not stay for long however.

As the girl began cutting at the back, I could not see how much she was cutting off. Once she started on the side of my hair, I was horrified. She took off at least 4-5 inches. "It's a bit short don't you think?" I said worried. "oh don't worry, when I straighten it it will reach your shoulders". Yeh, thanks, so the hair cut that I wanted just past my shoulders turned out to be just passed my ears! Now I am left looking like a cross between Uma Thurnam in Pulp Fiction, a Japanese Lolita and Olive Oil from Pop Eye!

Well what could I do? The poor girl was so upset at the thought of cocking up I couldn't say a thing. But what now? Do I go back and ask if there is anything I can have done to rescue it that won't make it even shorter, or do I just let it grow out?

So self centered as it may be, I hate my hair and so am not happy at all.

On the plus side, Chris rescued a wounded Pigeon. Poor thing had been attacked and was in a bad way with a big hole in its back. Hero Chris managed to scoop it up with a towel, carry it back to the house, then went on to talk to the RSPCA for an hour organising to get it taken care of. All respect to the people of the RSPCA though, it was past seven at night, yet an hour and a half later (they had told us it would have to be next morning) a man turned up to collect the bird. A big well done to my Christopher, a lot of men would have just left it to die in the bushes (because it was just a Pigeon), so glad my husband has more honour than that!

On another happy note; Gabriel has been accepted in to Central. It was his first choice school so he is very happy, really hope he has a good experience of school.

Pye house right now:Happy that we tried to help a bird, very happy that Gabriel got his place in school, however Chris is getting fed up with me whining about my hair, Christian's getting rather fed up altogether, Gabriel's addicted to his X Box and Nathaniel's so clingy that he has begun to cling to my leg while I walk. Venting needed by all I think.