NOTE: No pictures will be included in this post for your own safety!
You see, this was not a normal weekend night for us. Normally we are so exhausted from working on the house all day that neither of us feel like "going out". If we are feeling unusually frisky, we might go eat at the Mexican food restaurant in town. I like going there because we don't really know anyone so I can go in with wet hair and no make-up on. Plus, they have really good cheese dip!
So needless to say, I knew I had to at least put on make-up and wash that gray right outta my hair and if time allowed, scrape the white paint off of my fingernails.
Wes went to go wash the suburban and I started coloring my hair (I told you this was a big deal for us). I knew I had to "process" so off I went to start working on my fingernails.
All of a sudden, the power went out. Not a big deal if you have city water but when you have a well that is run off of electricity, it is a HUGE problem. NO electricity = NO water! I started to panic.
How was I going to rinse the color off my hair?
My medium-brown hair might be jet black if the power doesn't come back on soon.
What if my hair falls out? AGHHHHHH, WHAT IF MY HAIR FALLS OUT!!!!!!!!!!
Ok, I am in a full blown panic now. I ran downstairs and yell to the kids, "How will I wash my hair color out?" They all just looked at me and wondered how they were going to play Webkinz with the power out.
"My hair is going to fall out!", I yelled as I ran outside...INTO the rain!
I was really panicking now. I have several emotional scars from some really bad hair cuts so the thought of possibly losing my hair due to a power outage was a serious fear for me. AND running out into the rain seemed like a rational move at the moment.
There I was~ bent over with my head down AND no shirt on using the rain water to rinse my hair when the kids came out (with rain coats on) to see what I was doing out in the rain. They came around the corner to see me half naked with brown hair color running down my face as I was screaming " My eyes are burning!"
I am pretty certain at least one of them will have nightmares from this.
Madison, my oldest and most responsible child, leaped into action. She started trying to help me rinse my hair with the rain water and yelling for the other kids to get the shampoo.
Moments later the rain stopped and I still had a lot of color and shampoo dripping from my head. What was I going to do? I was desperate.
Wait, we have dogs and dogs have water bowls, right? "Madison, hurry and go get Bella's water bowl."
I had to stand there as she carefully poured the dirty, dog-drooled-water over my head. I mentioned I was desperate, right?
Madison ran and called Wes at the car wash and asked him to bring home a gallon of water from the store. He had the nerve to tell her he was trying to windex the windows so she said, "Daddy, we are pouring dog water over mommy's head. The windows can wait!"
His suggestion was for me to come to the car wash and he would spray me with the water hose. Needless to say, I wasn't going to the car wash and letting him spray me with a water hose that shoots water at 2oo mph. I wouldn't have any hair left for sure!
To top it all off, a horse fly lands on my stomach. This causes me to FREAK OUT! I mean, push my own child in front of a charging bull FREAK OUT!
I started running around the yard flailing my arms and kicking my legs all the way into the house and didn't stop until I found refuge in the bath tub where Wes finally found me (rocking back and forth in a fetal position). He had arrived with 2 gallons of spring water.
I am happy to report that I survived and:
I still have hair
The horsefly did bite me but I am recovering
I have started the kids in therapy
Gee, I think I will just stay in and eat a sandwich next weekend!
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