Sure, I enjoy occasionally getting gussied up but the majority of the time, this tomboy prefers to be low-maintenance.
Last week with my mom in town, I had a lesson in high-maintenance. Not only does she put on her make-up the moment she wakes up, she is always dressed to the nines. Despite the fact she has trouble walking, we shopped non-stop all week…until I could barely walk.
Mom gets her hair done weekly and I knew she’d feel much better if we went to the salon (my visits are, shall we say, not as regular). After my haircut, I told the stylist to blow my hair out straight for something different.
Lo, I didn’t know it would get such a reaction. As we were driving home, Mom commented, “Jamie is going to love it!”
“No, he won’t. When we were first married, he said he would never ever comment on my hair or a new cut. It’s his way of saving himself from being an unobservant husband.”
True to form, he didn’t say a word. When I called him out on it, his defense, “Oh, I noticed but remember my promise to you?”
When I picked Bode up from school, I had forgotten all about my hair. I saw him pause at the doorway before racing over to me and demanding, “Why do you look like that?”
Followed by: “Seriously, WHAT HAPPENED?”
Maybe he should have kept his mouth shut like his father.
Then, we had Hadley’s carpool friends. When I walked up to them, Hadley shouted, “WOWOWOOWOW,” followed by these comments from the peanut gallery.
“It looks so much better.” -Bryan
“Keep it like that.” -Morgan.”
“No, go back to being fuzzy.” -Hadley
Maybe I’ll just shave my hair to spare myself the drama next time.
I'm a Canadian-born mom of two, former Denver Post columnist, family travel writer, editor of MileHighMamas.com and 9News contributor. Expert on all things Utah, Denver, family and travel. Lover of laughter and life. Happily married to a man obsessed with growing The Great Pumpkin. 