H.A.I.R.

Well, I have been keeping this to myself so here goes. Please take no offense.

I got desperate.

It was a weak moment.

I was without Morgan.

Having time to kill.

I went to Supercuts.

I thought the lady with the long frizzy unkempt hair was just the shampoo tech.

Her hair was at least 20 inches long.

Maybe it was a religious thing.

She put the cape on me.

She got the scissors.

I said, "Oh, are you cutting my hair?"

She cut my hair.

She told me about how much pain medicine and muscle relaxers she was on.

Surely, she was not going to cut my hair...my crown of glory.

I prayed. Lord give me favor. Perform a miracle with those scissors.

I was scared. I was trying to cast my cares on Him, because He cares for me and this was a big deal.

She did not dry my hair. You know that is a bad sign.

I asked if she had been to beauty school...reek reek reek...she told me they had to do 40 hours of training.

What? What?

My mother in law said, "don't you know not to go to those places!"

Yes.

I get home.

Dry and try to style my hair.

It was uneven...way uneven and chopped up.

So, today I am wearing it curly.

I will not depart again from my girl at Salon 2000.

I am headed there tomorrow with my hair magazine in tow. I know she will not disappoint.

If you want a bad do...go to this lady on meds at Supercuts. If you need her info just leave me a comment.

Prayers please.

Lesson learned. If you want something stylish stick to your same girl that you have been using for 15 years Jenny (yes, I speak in 3rd person).

Leviticus 10:6 (the Lord takes hair very seriously) JUST KIDDING!
6 Then Moses said to Aaron and his sons Eleazar and Ithamar, "Do not let your hair become unkempt, and do not tear your clothes, or you will die and the LORD will be angry with the whole community. But your relatives, all the house of Israel, may mourn for those the LORD has destroyed by fire.