In my last post I neglected to add any photo’s of me. For a very good reason. But I’m ready now to show you why.

It was PURPLE.

This is how it happened.

Me: I want to colour my hair

Tim: Why don’t you do it THIS colour?

Me: That’s purple

Tim: Yes I know

Me: OK, as long as you know that I’ll be getting it fixed the first chance I get if I don’t like it

Tim: whatever you want baby.

So on Friday night, Tim coloured my hair for me. Before I even went to bed that night I knew I’d be getting it fixed.

Today a friend of ours looked after Jaxon while I went and got it fixed. Today we’re going to Brisbane for a follow up appointment with the spinal surgeon for Jaxon’s neck, and I just didn’t want to be seen like this!

They had to strip it of colour, leaving it bright orange. I had my doubts but in the end, after three very long hours and a lot of money, it came out ok.

I always wear my hair in a pony tail because it’s almost always hot and it feels yukky on my neck. I’ve been doing this for ten years now (only wearing it out when it’s been straightened) The style of cut I chose included a cute little bun at the back, so I got the hair dresser to show me how it was done. 20 hair pins later and I’m left wondering how the hell I am going to do it all by myself!