mstang67chic
Going Green
I'm going to tell you a little story. The object of the game is to see if you can figure out which parts or words in the story are reeeeeeeeeeally stupid. Ready? Here goes...
difficult child and I went to get our hair cut yesterday. Normally husband and difficult child go together and go to some cheapo place but since I already had an appointment. my stylist said to go ahead and bring him. I went first and difficult child was standing there watching and talking for some of it. At one point, difficult child mentions wanting to dye his hair some freaky color. I mentally nudged myself and told myself that "Hey! This could be a good opertunity to light a fire under the little rodent's butt." So I told him that I would make him a deal. If he finished this semester with a C or better in ALL classes, he could dye his hair any color he wanted for the summer. We chatted a bit about this and difficult child asked if my stylist could do it. I told him that since it would just be for the summer, I would probably just do it myself with Kool-aid. More discussion followed and difficult child agreed to the deal.
So........did you see it? Did you find the incredibly stupid words in that paragraph? In case you didn't see THIS one coming....I get up this morning and find red alllllllll over the bathroom. In the tub, on the outside of the tub, in and over the sink, the floor, clothes in the bathroom (difficult child's fortunately), stains on the bathmat as well as chunks of what I can only assume to be slightly soggy clumps of Kool-aid mix. Of course, as soon as I figured out what it was (spotted the wrapper for the Kool-aid) I immediately realized my colossal mistake. I must have been entirely too relaxed after having my hair washed by the stylist and completely forgot who I was talking to. What the ^&*( was I thinking?????
difficult child and I went to get our hair cut yesterday. Normally husband and difficult child go together and go to some cheapo place but since I already had an appointment. my stylist said to go ahead and bring him. I went first and difficult child was standing there watching and talking for some of it. At one point, difficult child mentions wanting to dye his hair some freaky color. I mentally nudged myself and told myself that "Hey! This could be a good opertunity to light a fire under the little rodent's butt." So I told him that I would make him a deal. If he finished this semester with a C or better in ALL classes, he could dye his hair any color he wanted for the summer. We chatted a bit about this and difficult child asked if my stylist could do it. I told him that since it would just be for the summer, I would probably just do it myself with Kool-aid. More discussion followed and difficult child agreed to the deal.
So........did you see it? Did you find the incredibly stupid words in that paragraph? In case you didn't see THIS one coming....I get up this morning and find red alllllllll over the bathroom. In the tub, on the outside of the tub, in and over the sink, the floor, clothes in the bathroom (difficult child's fortunately), stains on the bathmat as well as chunks of what I can only assume to be slightly soggy clumps of Kool-aid mix. Of course, as soon as I figured out what it was (spotted the wrapper for the Kool-aid) I immediately realized my colossal mistake. I must have been entirely too relaxed after having my hair washed by the stylist and completely forgot who I was talking to. What the ^&*( was I thinking?????