I Took A Risk!

Yep, I sure did.

Even though I am known as a 'Fearless' person (after all, I took the test), there is one thing that terrifies me . . .

Getting my hair done.

And I know I am not alone in this. And it's not that I worry if I will like it or not . . .

But will my HUSBAND like it? He Who Does Not Like Change!

But I just need to know, did the risk pay off?

What was the risk, you ask?

The risk was letting my 16-year-old daughter help me color my hair! With hair coloring from a box! (My hairdresser is rolling in her grave! And she's not even dead yet!)

Now those of you who know me know that I usually go to my beloved hairdresser when I have an inch or so of salt and pepper showing at my roots.

But the economy being what it is, and since I had about 2" of those lovely buggers, with more gray than ever in it, what choice did I have?

And since my hairdresser is so worth the money that I don't have right now, I decided, what the heck! Just try it! I have lots of friends who color their hair 'out of the box', and they all look great!

Here is color on the box...

And here it is on me...

(my little guy loves me no matter what my hair looks like. . .)

So what's the verdict, girls? Should I leave it?

or QUICK! Go and get it fixed before my husband sees it!

(I know I still need to get it cut, but I'm not letting Rachel do that! Sorry, Rachel)

Tell the truth - I promise I won't cry. . .