Thursday, October 30, 2008

Mama Mia......... here I go again.....

I made a momentous decision yesterday.

Life-changing.

It may well affect others perception of me, including Beloved & my children.

I'm not sure of the ramifications on a professional level.

My identity as a woman, a vital, sexual being is on the line.

My sanity will be questioned: my ability to think coherently and make valid, considered decisions.

I am not having a midlife crisis.

I have been considering this for quite some time now, but was unsure of how to make the first step.

I have decided to.....................................

Let my hair grow out into it's natural grey and brown colouring.............

"Duh", you say. I have no idea what the natural colour of my hair is, as I have been colouring, dying, foiling & tiniting my hair since I was 15. So that's quite a while. I am plain tired if it all. I have never been a good customer at the hairdressers: none have ever been able to take holidays based upon my my repeat visits. I have ordinary hair; just wavy, yet I struggle to find a decent cutter up here. My lovely friend, Kathy, used to cut it beautifully, then she moved away. Her eldest girl & my Vboy are the same age: we met at playgroup. She loved to cut my hair (madwoman), and told me that it was difficult to find someone that was able to cut wavy hair well. How right she was.

Then Colleen moved in next door, and she would cut my locks & whack on a colour in between me putting in the roast & the veges that I would wash off before making the gravy..... then she moved away. We would have some lovely Friday night chardies together. It never mattered that I was the same age as her mum. I actually hadn't really met her, when she called out to GG over the fence that she needed to see me, & did I have some time after tea? So I rocked over after tea, in my houseclothes, grotty bare feet and unwashed body, concerned about my new neighbour. She gave me a lovely pedicure while we got to know each other........ Initially mortified, I soon realised how warm & genuine this young woman is. And, boy, is she a good hairdresser. That is why she had her own very successful salon at the age of 21.

Finally, after wasting money on haircuts & colours that I never liked, I started getting my friend Maxine to cut it, but she lives in Newcastle, so it's difficult to get to her when she's at work. She will cut it at home, but won't take any money for her excellent services, then won't let me pay for the pizzas that we devour afterwards...... I love the way she does it, & she loves my hair. Actually, I just love Max. She's gorgeous. We met through a mutual friend when our girls were wee babes, and have been friends ever since.

I had foils put in by a lovely girl in a salon at Belmont at the beginning of the year, but it's too much effort to maintain them. I bit the bullet & had a trim at a salon in Muswellbrook earlier this month. $34 poorer after the quickest trim (no wash) and a straightening blow-dry, I had a cut that... guess what? I don't like..............

I chatted with the new salon owner, Nell, here in Denman yesterday. She made sense when she advised me to not strip the colour out of my hair, as it may damage it, but rather to just colour it with semi's until it grows out. And she suggested that I try the woman who cuts her own wavy hair, as she is happy with her. So on Wednesday, Denice gets a go...........

I am going to have to be very, very patient. Hmmmmmmm.......

So there you go.

Really, truely, a post about nothing. A bit like "Seinfeld", the self-confessed show about nothing. But still a bit of fun.......

I'll be Blogging AWOL again for the next 5 days or so: shifts do that to you, don't they?

Poppy Don's funeral service is on Monday morning. I hope the weather is nice for his send-off. Work has been brilliant in accomodating my needs over the past few weeks. I have dubbed myself the "Claytons's Trainee". You know: "the Trainee you have when you're not having a Trainee......". Now my age is showing.... Some will probably not remember where that came from.....

I think I'll stop watching the news....... never any good news, is there?

Have a good one.

Love, Cyndy ;0)

3 comments:

Tania said...

I understand completely about hairdresser issues. I have had too many bad experiences, finally found a perfect hairdresser and she up and moves back to Taree! but, she makes me feel amazing so I'll be travelling up there to see her.
I wonder how well she'd go cutting Bianca's hair, I think hairdressers panic when Bianca sits infront of them with her bazillion curls and their continual conflicting advice :)

Lisa said...

i too am embracing my grey Cyndy. No colours for me- just dull red and grey stripes

Jewell said...

know that feeling i was going to let it go after i shaved my hair inmarch..but i couldn't do it...hated the grey hair...