Color me red.♥

-Day 49.

So...

On Saturday, I followed thru on the promise I'd made myself to dye my hair. My SIL Esmeralda took me to her "guy". Here's the before:

First, I'd like to tell you what Alberto, the male stylist, said to me when I told him what I wanted to do to my hair: "Are you crazy?" To which I responded "Yeah, a little bit." Agree or disagree?

I then said the words all stylist love to hear "I want these 2 colors and mid-length hair, other than that, you can do whatever you want". Alberto sighed with pleasure! By the way, that's his real name.

This was my first time doing something so drastic to my hair, other than chopping it off when the mood strikes, I mean.

Although I was prepared to get up at the crack of dawn, sit in a chair for hours without breakfast or ::gasp:: coffee, I was not prepared to to have an epiphany.

Maybe it was all the aluminum in my hair channeling all the wise old spirits like Einstein, Plato, Socrates and Elvis. Whatever it was, it made me realize something monumental.

This look, is not a good look.

If this would have been the first moment Andy laid eyes on me, he would have asked Alberto out before he would have even dared approach me.

I mean, look at this kid in the background!

At this moment he's thinking, "When I grow up, I'm marrying a bald woman!" or maybe he's jealous and wants to marinate his hair too. It might look exciting from a bored child perspective.
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Anywho, even though I aged 2 years while sitting in that chair, I enjoyed my bonding moment with Crazy Ez. That's my nickname for her now, although not to her face since she might get mad and slap me. Or something worse... hug me. :o{

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I promised pictures so I had to take them myself since Andy's hands are atrophied because he's been playing the Wizard World Crafters Game for 49 hours straight. In fact, he went to bed at 3 AM Saturday into Sunday. How hypocritical is that??? He makes my bedtime 10:30 no if ands or buts about it but when he's killing orcers the rules don't count!

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I digress.

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Here are the pictures.

Some are blurry, I might have moved at the last minute, but still came out cool.

Well, I think they're cool so anything I think is cool, is cool no matter what anybody else says.

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I know you're shocked to see recent full frontal Bee since I've been so careful not to show my likeness in any form be it caricature, CGI or pictograph but there was no other way to show you my cool hair.

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These I took in front of the mirror. Like it needed to be said, right? Duh! This will be the look I'm sporting at work since I always wear my hair up. I couldn't get the bottom part, due to my inability to twist my hand without breaking it, which is too bad cuz he did the bottom layer all in red.

There you have it, the coolness that is me just got cooler!

Now if I can figure out a way to bottle my coolness and sell it for major profit, I'd be golden!

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I want to leave Mother Nature another little message.

Dear Mother Nature,

I would like to thank you for screwing us over with the big stick again.

First you give us below zero wind chills. Then you give us the North Pole's helping of snow. Now you've given us enough rain to water The Cranberry Orchards of Atoowalla.

To top it off, like a ginourmous cherry on our craptacular sundae, you're dropping the temperature so the water can freeze making our walking/driving a game of how many times will I fall on my ass or slide into a snow bank without braking a bone. Niiiice!

Next time you want to flex your muscle, just chop my hands off at the wrist and be done with your torture.

Thank you,

Bee

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Nothing to do with any thing but...

I was watching Ghostbusters and they were eating Twinkies while smoking! Who does that? Everybody knows Twinkies are harmful to your health!

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You may leave your comments on how much you love my hair now.