Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Reasons I cried today

My sister finally let me take her in to get her hairs did! I was so excited to go with her! I figured I'd get mine done at the same time (it needed it anyway).

Look how cute she is!


Me? Meh- I look about the same- but with a few less grays.


The kid who cut my hair was very unsure of himself even though he graduates next month. Scary. He was gentle enough with my hair but his conversation was painful. If he said the word "fabulous" one more time I was going to turn around and belt him.

But that's not the pain that brought tears. His learning leader came over to show him how to take bulk out of my hair. She pulled out her shears. "Please don't use those on me," I said, "They always hurt." She replied back as she cut, "Well he has to learn." and she proceeded to cut my hair with shears- pulling at it and making me jump. I flinched a lot- and said "Ouch- it really hurts" but she just smiled at me in the mirror and continued on. 

After she left he continued on but tried so hard not to hurt me. He was moving at a glacial pace so after a while the learning leader came back and took over (at this point I'd already been at the salon for four hours- my sister came an hour later than me and was already done with her color and cut and was sitting there watching). She took the shears from him and said she'd finish it. She then sat there and tore at my head. I sat in the chair and cried. It hurt soooooooo bad I couldn't help it. My eyes were closed and the pain was evident on my face because when she finally finished the student kept saying how sorry he was. I just sat there and wiped away the tears. When she was done, she claimed to be completely oblivious to my flinches and tears. Oh my gosh I've never felt so anything so excruciating. I have a very tender scalp and that was shear torture (did you see what I did there? see? I can laugh through my pain). 

The next set of tears were much happier. Tonight my Mom, sister and I had tickets to Brigadoon.

If you're new to this blog, let me just give you a little background by telling you I looooove Brigadoon. Heck, I love anything that has anything to do with Scotland. I'll go one further and say if it has anything to do with the U.K., I probably love it.

Ever since I was little this has always been my favorite musical. It may or may not have something to do with the fact that they sing a song about the heather on the hill- you decide. I just love the storyline- I love the music. I love the dancing [in the movie (um hello? ballet, Gene Kelly, kilts and bagpipes. The end)]. I just love the whole thing!

In fact- it has the one song that is absolutely definitive to my life. When people hound me about "finding a man" I just want to quote to them this song:

Many a lassie as everyone knows'll 
Try to be married before twenty five 
So she'll agree to most any proposal 
All he mus' be is a man an' alive 

I hold a dream an' there's no compromisin' 
I know there's one certain laddie for me 
One day he'll come walkin' o'er the horizon 
But should he not, then an old maid I'll be 

Foolish, ye may say 
Foolish I will stay 
Waitin' for my dearie, an' happy am I 
To hold my heart till he comes strollin' by 

When he comes, my dearie, one look an' I'll know 
That he's the dearie I've been wantin' so 
Though I'll live forty lives till the day he arrives 
I'll not ever, ever grieve 

For my hopes will be high that he'll come strollin' by 
For ye see, I believe 
That there's a laddie weary and wanderin' free 
Who's waitin' for his dearie, me! 

What do ye do while ye're waitin' around 
For your lad to come your way? 

Well, when no one is lookin', ye kneel on the ground 
An' ye pray an' pray an' pray 

But when lassies sit an' have no men 
Oh, how long becomes the night 

But I fear the night is longer 
When the lad's no' right 
Waitin' for my dearie is sweeter to me 
Than wooin' any laddie on the lea 

Dreamin' of your dearie an' idlin' the day 

That's how I am 
An' how I'll ever stay 
Though I'll live forty lives till the day he arrives 
I'll not ever, ever grieve 

For my hopes will be high that he'll come strollin' by 
For ye see, I believe 

That there's a laddie weary an' wanderin' free 
Who's waitin' for his dearie, me!

All my life I have wanted to see it performed on the stage. In fact,  in my next life when I come back as a Broadway performer- there are two dream roles that I would kill for. Miss Hanigan in Annie- and Meg Brockie in Brigadoon. I don't need to be the star- I want to be the comic relief.

This wasn't exactly "the big stage" but Hale always does a really good job and I was so excited to see it! I did a really good job about not thinking of it until this afternoon then I got all giggly and stupid. When we sat in our super awesome seats I thought, "Oh crap- I'm going to cry! dontcrydontcrydontcry." But within the first three seconds of the show when the live piper came up out of the stage playing his merry highland tune- I bawled. I couldn't even freaking see the stage. What a weirdo!!!

It was so good! I can pretty much guarantee I will be seeing it again. I saw the Monday cast- I want to go back and see the Tuesday cast. My only real critique is that they butchered the world's sexiest accent. But I forgave them I just enjoyed the show for the show's sake.


Barbara said...

Reading about your painful hairdressing experience made me so angry! How dare she treat a customer like that?! (And how could you NOT say something, stand up for yourself or even leave the place?)

On a very different note: As a fellow Scot-o-Phile I strongly recommend reading the Diana Gabaldon Series. Seven Books so far, and I can't wait for the next one! Also: Downton Abbey has me glued to te telly every Sunday night... If - on the other hand - you already consider Jamie and Claire to be close family members, and are completely and utterly in love with Mary's posh accent... Scratch all the ranting above :-)

Barbara said...

Book I:


Melissa said...

MY SISTER IN LAW CHOREOGRAPHED BRIGADOON AT HALE!! Oh my Hale!! I'm so glad you enjoyed it :) I love your hair, great color and style.