Salon-Ex

There are a few things I could just indulge in on a weekly basis.

Going to the salon is one of them.
I love having my hair washed, the opportunity to read trashy gossip magazines, and eat the free candy by the hair dryers.
I have gone to the same hair dresser since I was ten.
Sure, I cheated on her throughout the years but thankfully, she always took me back.
In my wise age, I know now that I could never leave her and there isn't anything that would even make me consider it.
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Scratch that
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there is ONE thing that would make me reconsider it
RUNNING TO MY HUSBAND'S EX DURING MY HAIR APPOINTMENTS.
Does she work at the salon?
Nope.
Does she just so happen to make appointments with her recently transferred over hair dresser at the same time I have mine or my son has his?
YES.
Actually, the first time I saw her in real life was at the salon.
I sorta wanted to throw up.
I went into that zone...that girl zone
"She's so pretty! She's so skinny! She's soooo...."
The only sane thing to do at that point is start texting...
texting the best friend and the husband and your mom and twitter about it and then facebook about it...
Ok, I didn't go that far.
I just texted one of the nearest and dearest and the husband.
My favorite part about running into her:
Seeing her after I had shown up late to work so I had to bypass make up & then sat at my desk for 7 hours eating my feelings.
N-O-T a good combo.
HOWEVER
the redeeming side is how much HER hair dresser kept talking about how cute my son was as we sat NEXT to each other for 20 minutes.
I couldn't help but smile and think...
"Thanks for cheating on my now husband. You really missed out on the good life."
And all self focused ranting aside,
I think I brought home a different kid with the big hair cut!
We may have cut off the sweetness 'cuz suddenly he grew an attitude when the hair shrunk!
Oh, but he's too cute!