Monday, March 31, 2014

Bow Wow

Do you ever have one of those decades when nothing seems to go right?

Things weren’t going my way, as usual. 
It was as if a dark cloud hung over my head. 
Just call me Mrs. Murphy… and I have my own laws.
I don’t like it, I just accept it.

I thought, I need to do something to make me feel better.  
I really need to feel pampered.
I’ll get my haircut.

 I’m sure you’re saying, “Uh oh.”

In the local strip mall, there is a $3.99 all services hair-cuttery.  I should have paid attention to the huge red flags flying, with the words “Run Away” embroidered in Neon letters.

I went in to get a shampoo and talk to a seasoned hairdresser about how to make me look beautiful. Wouldn’t it be nice to have fuller hair?

I believe her name was Kay Nine.

Her suggestion was a body perm.  I was game.

She took the largest rollers the salon had and wired me to them.  There must have been 100 on my head, but since I didn’t have on my glasses, I was ignorant to the process.

“Please don’t use a solution that is really strong, my hair takes it in and it never goes away,” I said.

Kay said, “No problem.”

Two hours later, corkscrew ringlets danced over my head, and Mrs. Murphy came out looking like a poodle.
Why should I be surprised? 

I think her license, was from All Pets Grooming and Day Salon, and I went home craving "Pup-eroni"…for a year.

May all your days be pampered days and days without resembling a poodle.  I'd love to hear from you email me at

Have a great day.

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