My Beautician Pulled a Great Halloween Trick...

I made up my mind, about a year ago, I wanted to let my hair return to its natural color. It had been such a long, long time since I had seen my real color,  I wasn't  sure what I would find. Tommy asked me for several years to "quit messin' with my hair and just let it go natural."  I turned a deaf ear to all that nonsense.  I wasn't ready by any means to go grey. However, my hair was. The crazy mess stopped holding color. I had a silver streak in my bangs that refused to be covered up for any length of time. Slowly, I changed my mind and became excited about the color...so did my hair dresser.  She was surprised at how dark the back of my hair really is. She teased me that the hair color I wanted for years was the color of my natural hair and I just didn't know it!

My hair still had a lot of red at the very ends that really needed to be cut off.  My best guess was  two more hair cuts and I would be back to good ole Mother Nature's original plan.  I called and asked my friend if she could  trim my hair. She was booked solid but said she could give me a trim on Halloween if that was fine with  me.  It was.  Tommy and I were going to town that day anyway for our annual 'getting engaged' dinner and some shopping.

I walked in to the salon and had to wait a few minutes.  I am never without a book, a pen, paper or a copy of the Constitution so I can  easily entertain myself.  In a few minutes I was called back. When I rounded the corner there stood my friend  looking nothing like she usually does. It took a minute to realize that the person I was looking at was my friend.  She started laughing and so did I. I had to have a picture of her.  I wanted to know if she "was up to cutting hair today because I could always come back when she was more herself."  We had a good laugh and then she sat me in the chair and cut nearly all of the red out of my hair.
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I asked her if I could write a blog about this and good natured person that she is, said it would be fine...just do not mention her name. No one will recognize her I am certain.  I also learned her husband helped fix her hair that morning. She had freckles and cold cream blotched on her face. She was by far the best trickster  I saw Halloween.


Here is the outcome of our adventure.  I am almost 95% natural...and my friend, is also back to normal.  Her husband no longer fixes her hair before she goes to work.  All in all it was a good Halloween for everyone at the beauty shop...and I am almost 'normal' ...and they said it couldn't be done!