No Bad Hair Day!

I got up as usual this morning at 4am...and normally during Ramadhan, I would take a nap after Subuh. But not today. I couldn't sleep a wink. When hubby and MyC left for work and school, I thought it would be better if I start on my chores but, I chose to blog instead. Lying in bed, laptop perches precariously on my tummy, I know anytime now I'm sure to fall back to sleep! :-)

It has been raining cats and dogs for the past two days. Yesterday was the worst. Since I have already made an appointment with my hair-dresser I went anyway in the heavy rain. Getting there seemed forever and getting soaked whilst trying to open the umbrella seemed natural. Trudging clumsily on the flooded pavement towards the salon warrant some skills. But making my appearance inside the salon - all collected, seemed showing off (erk!) the nonchalant side of me that the rain was only oblivious by now! Smiling, I could almost hear hubby said: hati punya mau...ribut taufan, kilat petir pun...sanggup! Well, there were times when he called to run errands for him and I declined by giving all sorts of excuses, and the rain was one of them, but if it was mine, I'd do it...my way...hiks!

This was my first time doing my hair at a salon recommended by Kak T. I hear her mak datin friends come here for their 'berinai rambut'! It's cheap, they say. But when I stepped foot yesterday, this place is not like what I expected a salon should be! Hmm..I'm not telling why. No wonder these people are rich. They save a lot on their hairdo. :-D

It has been a year since I last had my hair cut and styled. Imagine a year with nary a trim. Parting with almost half of my hair length was a 'phew' moment. And now the hair falls shorter at the shoulder and the head weighs lighter! ;-)

I have this tendency of falling asleep whenever my hair is being done. Yesterday was no exception. I nodded off inside the steamer! Aaahh..this is what I hate about visiting a hairdresser that is not your friend. Although Jenny, was cheerful and friendly, I did not quite make into her conversations. She did the talking while I chipped in where necessary....hehehe! Only towards the end of my two-hour 'ghonyeh keFAla' session, did the atmosphere warm up when I was about to put on my 'tudung'. Jenny was engrossed with my 'demo'...muahahaha! She said she had never seen anyone wrapping her tudung like mine, 'macam orang Arab!'...er..yuhoo Mira, boleh I pinjam Pak Arab you?... which made me think her clientele were really 'mak datins' in those 'tudung ada awning'! Oops. 

Ehem...ini bukan I

Pic: Google

Oh, I don't think I will ever fall asleep now. I'll go marketing-lah! The big Q is...what to cook? arghhhhh