So... I'm going to my oldest friend's wedding tomorrow, and I bought a new dress (It's fabulous and it was on sale!) and some pretty earrings and I have a great pair of shoes and my legs have lost their winter white glow. I was thinking of getting my hair done (professionally) in a french twist or some other lil up do that would make me feel all pretty and girlie (and hopefully detract from the fact that my nose and forehead are peeling from the bit of sun I got over last weekend).
Anyway, I called the local hair salon. The earliest appointment I could get was noon -- and that sort of interferes with dropping the kids off at the grandparents house (because the wedding is at two p.m.), but it was still kinda doable. I booked the appointment, then asked how much it might cost.
"Formal updos start at $60"
I said "Ok, thank you" and hung up and immediately sent an email to Hubby:
"Tell me it's ok that I'm getting my hair done up really pretty for the wedding tomorrow, even though the cost will be at least $60... but you have to mean it... "
Hubby called a minute or two later...
"You're going to pay at least that much to get your hair done for one day? Hon, you're already pretty, you don't need to spend that..."
Hee. *Smile* Good answer.
Ok. I'll cancel the appointment and figure out something else to do with my hair on my own and feel pretty standin' next to my handsome Hubby at my friend's wedding tomorrow.