Hairy Situation

Today it was my intention to have my hair curly. Jameson was off at work, Chloe was entertaining herself and I had decided the day before it would be fun to do something I hadn't done in a while and give Jameson a pretty lady to come home to.

Well, I went about curling my hair. And you know what? It was working perfectly. My hair hasn't curled that readily in ages.
Bottom layer: done
Middle layer: done
Right side: done

Hmmm... I wonder what time it is. Old family friend was picking me up for church you see. I play the prelude music in Relief Society and they like me to be there 5 minutes early. She said she would be there at 8:35.

What time is it?
8:35.

I grab Chloe, put her in her car seat, throw my music book in her diaper bag and just as I'm clicking the last click and zipping the last zipper.... knock knock.

So there I am. Half my hair curled. The other half slick and straight as can be. I threw my hair up in a ponytail and told myself no one would be the wiser of my failed hair. I got through most of the service when my head started to hurt so I pulled it down and told myself no one would pay any attention to my hair or even see it.

Sacrament meeting gets going and I hear a "Is Rebecca Ranck here today?" I try to show I'm there and finally they ask me to stand up. Stand...up... My failed hair showing proudly, my daughter crawling over our sweet family friend I'm sustained in.

Messy hair, crawling baby, no one can say they weren't warned today what they are getting themselves into.