So I am all coloring the root rot ** that is a highly professional term we hair stylists use for the new natural colored hair that has grown in. It can be interchanged with "skunk stripe" **
I am still out of bags, so once again the plastic grocery bag is atop my mess of hair color. Only this time, it is slightly inflated, so it is standing up real high, like a chef' s hat. Sweet look. Believe it or not, I actually made it through that part.... I am in the bathroom, bent over the tub, rinsing. (at least we have the removable kind of shower head to help.) Emerson is playing happily with his favorite new toy... elbow noodles aka dirt. He loves scooping them with his little dump trucks. It really is quite adorable, but he has just scattered them a bit on the floor. As I am bent over, I hear Em say "Ma, somebody here! Ma! Come see!"
WHAT?!?!? Who is here??? I cannot believe this is happening again. SO I yell back "Just don't open the door Emerson, Mommy is rinsing the color from her hair."
"Okay Mom. "
But then I hear him saying again, that someone is here, and saying hey and hi. I yell to him again...
"Emerson, come here please. Leave the door alone. Mommy is rinsing her hair color."
"Okay Ma. I just watching out the window."
Oh my... it is then that I hear a subtle knock on the door, and realize... Whoever is here has been AT THE DOOR! THE BLINDS ARE UP! The people at my door has been able to see Emerson, and hear me yelling about my hair! UGH!
So, I grab a towel, and with the orange water all dripping down my face I run out there, to see two ladies walking back to their car, looking perplexed. But not before the catch sight of the deranged dripping orange mommy who has just appeared. They waved and gave the obligatory smile, but did not return. They appeared to be from a church, they were in skirts and I think they were carrying a Bible. Now, I am a Christian... a praying, Bible reading, very active, want you to believe in Jesus too - Christian. I do not however support the whole knocking on doors thing. I am not trying to offend anyone, but clearly this is an example of door knocking gone wrong...
It is then that I look around the room... there are shoes everywhere from the weekend. (cause we leave them by the door all the time!) And Emerson has the dry elbow noodles and toys everywhere, and is still in his pajamas, his curls all a mess. I realize these women might just be walking away thinking...
"That poor child, he is eating dry noodles cause his Mom is too consumed with her hair color, their house looks messy, and was he is still in his pajamas... ?"
I wonder if they thought of calling DSS???
Anyway, I am really hoping to report an incident free coloring session next. At the very least, I will make it a point to buy some proper caps.
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