Shallow, Selfish, & Singed by a Spring

SHALLOW. I think that's a good description for me lately. Maybe not in all aspects of my life but I'm talking about specifically about my hair. I schedule my hair appointments every 7 weeks. Every other appointment I have it highlighted. So, my last appointment was last Monday. 2 days after the triathlon, a few days before Kelli came into town, and almost two weeks before my birthday. When I got to the salon, I waited for a few minutes, after the receptionist told me she was finishing up her last client. No big deal. Then another lady came in and said she was here for her appointment - with my same stylist. Um ... what?? So I went up to the desk, pulled out my appointment reminder card, and proceeded to look very confused and even more annoyed when the rude receptionist told me that "oh, sorry, we changed computer systems and it looks like your appointment somehow didn't get transferred." Are you kidding me?? Jen, my stylist, said she'd call me to figure it out. Ok fine, I talked to her the next morning, she would fit me in on Thursday night in between another client, and we were set. Until I get a phone call that night from the salon saying that she'd just called and cancelled all her appointments for the rest of the week. So they scheduled me for October 1 at 11:30am. First of all - that is the day AFTER my birthday. Second, that's in the middle of the day - the work day. I don't really get a 3 hour lunch break to get my hair done! So ...

SELFISH. That is just how I felt when I learned the reason WHY she cancelled her appointments ... Jen went in for her ultrasound that afternoon and apparently found out that she'd lost her baby. Poor thing. I feel so bad for her. She was far enough along that she was showing, and everyone knew. She was so excited and thought it was going to be a girl - that's what she went in to find out that afternoon. So now I feel really selfish that I just want my hair done and she's dealing with such a tragedy.

SINGED BY A SPRING. As if that's not enough hair trauma for a few days, this morning while I was blow drying my hair, all of a sudden, I hear a loud pop, then smell smoke (or something burning), and feel the back of my head all of a sudden getting very hot and quite possibly burning. I turned off my blow dryer, and started rubbing my head to figure out what was going on. That's when I pulled out a little spring, one of the hot coils from my blow dryer, out of my hair ... along with a chunk of my hair!! AAHH. The coil snapped and singed itself to my head, burning my hair and scalp. So yeah, that smell wasn't just burning blow dryer - it was my burned hair! Gross. It still stings. Pieces of my hair kept coming out in my fingers. I had visions of a total bald spot on the back of my head - just what I need now! Luckily, not too much came out, so no one will even be able to tell, but I'm still paranoid that more hair is going to fall out as a result! I will be buying a new blow dryer today, thank you very much.

All of that being said, I don't have any real lasting damage - just some emotional distress. Ridiculous, I know.