Another birthday

Well another year has passed and I am distressed to look at everything happening right now. I am to be a grandma...a bit earlier than I had hoped but not much you can do. Lydia is due in March and is well on her way with morning- ahem- all day sickness. She and Jon are now living with us but are not together right now. After a breakneck romance and scaring about 5 years out of me by planning a wedding in 3 months they broke up....
Well Lydia did he is still hopeing. But things here at home are a bit uncomfortable, to say the least. So.....it shouldn't have surprised me that I felt the urge to change my hair.
Sounds harmless enough but trust me this was a day from hell!
Since I am vain about certin things I have bleached my hair. But I decided I wanted to go back to something in between so I got a carmel color and set out to make the change. Well, it didn't go to anything resembling carmel. Instead it turned bright red at the roots out to about 2 inches and then turned steel gray. As you might surmise I was not happy with this outcome so I pulled a fire engin red I had stashed in the cabinet and did my hair again. Lets just say I did a fine impersonation of strawberry shortcake with red roots and PINK hair! I was fit to be tied! And of cource I have a housefull of people to witness my shame. And if that wasn't enough my best friend came by. The only one I NEEDED to see it didn't show up....mom. She has dealt with green hair in her time so wanted to know what to do. /Sigh
Sent husband, who held me while I bawled, out to get the darkest brown he could find to save me from just giving up and shaving my head. I was not well pleased with the outcome, but it wasn't pink. (actally was pink when wet and a nice blueberry when it dried)
Needless to say my ONLY birthday wish was a trip to the hairdressers, which I got. Again showing me the strange tendency to mess up my hair when life gets really bumpy. I do hope I learn that before I'm bald. :D
As soon as I can I will be going the wonderful lady at the beautyshop who will keep my secret and fix my almost melted hair.
The story doesn't end quite there though. Lydia demanded that I color her hair to a dark red that same day. I tried to worn her but, as always, she didn't listen to mom. I applied the hair color but my hand was so tired after 3 of my own that the bottle slipped and sprayed my cream carpet in the hallway hitting my black cat on the way!
Can't get the red out of the carpet but no biggie since we are planning for hard wood floors later. The cat, however, now has some lovely red spots on his back. It is not a day I ever want to repeat.
So here I am, day after turning 40....something and thinking about the stupidness of everyday bumps in life. Can't get away from them so might as well post it in your blog and have a good laugh with the world!