more hair drama

i have a dilemma. my hair is really long. which i love, but the ends are damaged and i am badly in need of a haircut. i have procrastinated months for a variety of reasons; the main two being a.) i don't really know what to do with my hair, and b.) a somewhat socially complicated situation with my hairdresser.

maybe it's not a good idea to hold childhood friends responsible for the health, beauty, and style of your hair. i have gone to renee to cut my hair a total of three times. the second to last time i noticed she had a gigantic rock on her ring finger. you got engaged???! when is the wedding? she said she wasn't sure yet, but that they would definitely invite us.

background on renee: she was my next-door-neighbor in the old neighborhood before we moved to BFW. i used to go over to her house on bored days in the summer and beg her to play "belly" (we would sit in her closet and put stuffed animals in our shirts and pretend that we were pregnant.) our parents were really good friends, and then after the divorce of her parents, our moms. after we moved, we still saw a lot of renee and her mom; we had become friends with the people who bought our old house and were in the old neighborhood more times than i can remember. occasionally they would all come over to our house. i remember once being in a tiny nissan and having counted the number of kids - 9, going from our old house to our new house, where we would set up the pool or have a bonfire and tell ghost stories. this is how camp e****wild became a yearly event: our old-neighborhood friends would continue the tradition of letting their kids sleep outside in tents by making it an excuse to get so drunk you couldn't even drive home if you wanted to, so you necessarily slept in a tent as well. it was renee's mom who came outside, wrapped in a blanket, to save me the one morning i got locked out of the house and was screaming because i thought the "bees were chasing me!" basically, let's say that when i found out she was engaged, i was expecting for my whole family to be invited to the wedding. i mean, come on! renee and i had competed together in belching contests! (and i had you tricked into believing i was sophisticated. HA!) you can't go back any further than that!

but by the last time i went to get my hair cut (in november?) she had already gotten married. of course i didn't know this when i sat down. we began (more like continued) the usual conversations of travel; which countries i'd visited since the last time we'd seen each other. then she said something about going to costa rica last month, and the honeymoon, etc. and i realize that she got married in OCTOBER! we had not so much as even received a phone call from her mother! of course, i didn't say anything or ask anything about this, i was too embarassed and figured she may have been embarassed as well about not inviting us.

was this because i like how she cuts my hair and tip her well because she does a good job? is this about the relationship between a hair stylist and her client (like, now that i'm paying her we can't be on the same friendly level we were on years ago?) i don't know. but i'm using it as an excuse to not get my hair cut. maybe i should just find a new stylist. but then you don't really know what you're going to get... renee at least is consistently good, social awkwardness aside. i'll have to suggest that my mom call her mom just to say hi or something. find out why we didn't receive an intive to her wedding.

so who knows; in the next week i could have beautiful flowing hair with NO split ends, or i could look mottled and uneven like our little dog lizzie looks today (mom trimmed her with the horse clippers but she kept squirming and her coat is really thick so it looks like someone took chunks out of her fur with scissors!)

and i really am working on a post about last weekend, it's just a matter of finishing it.