Don't tell her I told you....

Next Saturday is Alaina's birthday - she will be 15. And like most fifteen year old girls her birthday "wish" list includes clothes, money, gift certificates for clothes -**(but only from the "right" stores), money, make-up and other beauty products, money, shoes, and of course- money.
But also- she also wanted to get her haircut.
Now, I had already made an appointment to get my own hair cut yesterday at a local salon, (since Doug had Presidents' Day off from work and could be pressed into doing babysitting duty for an hour or so). But I do have to admit that I am passed being overly picky about who cuts my hair...
We had found a WONDERFUL hairdresser in Annandale a while back:
http://www.paulmichaelshairsalon.com/
and both Alaina and I highly recommend him , if you happen to be in Annadale Va.- unfortunately, we AREN'T, we live in Fauquier County (that is easily an hour drive each way!). I know I am a terrible mother, but I continue to work under the assumption that there are some competent hairdressers SOMEWHERE between us and Annandale. I asked Alaina if she wanted to wait until we could get her to her hairdresser of choice/ or if she wanted to try one of the hairdressers at the salon where I was going. She said she would try the "new" hairdresser, since she just wanted "a few layers and her bangs cut".
Right- I saw you all flinch , you know where this is going...

Quite frankly, I thought the hairdresser did do a good job on her, though Alaina does have A LOT of thick hair that tends to puff up ( something Alaina tries to avoid like the plague )- she wants it sleek, and smooth,-and with all the mousse and blow drying that this women did , well.... You can imagine the hysterics in the car.... (so much for a mother-daughter day)

Though of course once she washed it and flat ironed it at home I think even she had to admit it wasn't a bad cut...

Now as for my hair, well I mentioned that I wanted to get the hair out of my face. my hairdresser dutifully made sure that it could NOT get into my eyes.

It pretty much looks like this:

Too bad I DON'T have Alyssa Milano's bone structure, her face, (or even her body)

but I get to have her hair.