A SAD, SAD DAY (Posted in 2008)

I waited all day...or so it seemed. My appointment was really only at 2:15, but my handome 4 year old got me up at 4:22 am so 2:15 seemed like all day. Regardless, it was FINALLY time...My hair. My eyebrows...I was ready.

I hop in the van and head for my place of peace. I arrive at the salon a few minutes early...I want time to lie down on the comfy couch before I park my hiney in the spinny chair for 4 hours. As I recline I tell my good friends, Kirby and Delilah about my morning. They listen and joke. Before long it is my turn...

Into the spinny chair I go so Kirby can begin to squeeze my boring locks between pieces of foil to make them heart-stoppingly gorgeous...or at least more exciting. As he begins he speaks words that I prayed to never hear: "I got a new job". My heart sinks. Then it races. I am speechless. I had a feeling this day was coming. Kirby is talented. He is gifted. He is SKILLED. He took a part-time job less than a year ago working for a major hair supply company teaching color to salon owners and other stylists. He liked it. I knew he was good at it...how could he not be. But the day had come...even though he swore it would not. I didn't know what to say..."You're leaving me"? He just smiled and said "I have to...it is a great opportunity...a full-time job". I say "Well that just sucks".

So, as he went about foiling my hair and then giving me the extra-dirty hair washing I have come to look so forward to, I just enjoyed. I relaxed and took in all the wonderful things about Kirby and his shop...the big screen tv, the food, the drinks, the comfy couch, his tattoes, red spiky mohawk (kinda)...and the friendship.

I will miss you, Kirby...and don't worry Delilah, I will be in for the wax again soon...I love you both.