Life Lately According To My iPhone

I haven’t blogged much lately, because I literally haven’t had a moment to stop and sit down at my computer. Two weeks ago Mark started his first PhD class and had to travel up for his class while the kids and I stayed home together. I am so excited that he is continuing to learn! And I’m convinced that even if he didn’t get a degree at the end of all of this I’d still find him reading and studying.  

Mark came home late Saturday night and we enjoyed Sunday at home together. Then on Monday we met up with my parents and headed to Florida for our vacation. We loved spending time with my parents and I’m pretty sure Eleanor is a little sad to be home because she still wants to wear her princess dress all day long.

While we were at Disney we had so much fun. Our hotel was designed like Radiator Springs from the movie Cars and my boys went crazy over it. They said “hi” to all the cars every night and they got to go swimming at the pool that was set up like the Cozy Cone. It was so cute. I’m sure I’ll be sharing some of our funny stories and more pictures soon. Ok! So I have to tell you a story. The Saturday when Mark was coming home I decided it would be a good idea to dye my hair brown at home. I don’t really know why I thought that would be a good idea, but before I knew it I had the plastic gloves on and I was mixing hair dye. When I rinsed my hair everything seemed fine and it was a dark shade of brown. It was nice. I snapped a quick picture to send to my mom and sister and didn’t think about it again.

The next morning I washed my hair and I kid you not, my hair started to turn green. I had to go to church while my hair was turning green. And it got worse as time went on. One little girl saw me and said, “Oh! Ashley. I liked it better blonde. It is turning a shade of green.” After almost falling over from laughing so hard. I said, “I know! me too!” I assured her that I was getting a hair appointment and that I wouldn’t have green hair forever.  One thing I learned is that most hair salons are closed on Sunday. I couldn’t wait until Monday because our flight to Florida left that day so I had to find a place that day. After searching for a while I found a salon that was open in the mall.

In desperation I threw my hands on the front desk. Breathing heavily, my bulging eyes searched for help from green hair. Hoping for relief I said, “My hair is green! and I leave town tomorrow. Do you have an appointment for me?”

When I saw her eyes scan my hair and then a little smirk worked its way across her face, I knew she was going to help me. She personally took me back and did my hair. I was so thankful! After all a girl needs cute hair for crazy roller coaster ride pictures. Can you imagine how scary that picture would be if my hair was still green?