Leanne2
01-09-2013, 09:00 AM
Veronica and I live about 50 miles from each other in Southern Illinois but had never met. We have been trying to get together for a visit for the last 3 or 4 months but it just hasn’t worked out. Well, yesterday the planets aligned and it looked like we could meet somewhere for a fast food lunch. I text-ed her that we would text each other when we reached the neutral town and then decide where to eat.
She would be in drab coming from her work-site and I would be dressed en fem because it was my day off. I arrived in this town an hour early so I drove around just looking. When I saw a beauty shop I decided that it would be fun to get my hair done after lunch. That shop didn’t have any openings for walk ins so I looked for another. When I stopped at a quick shop, a nice lady told me about another shop not too far from there. It turned out to be the perfect shop for me because they did roller sets which most of the newer shops don’t do. But the lady beautician didn’t have any openings that afternoon. My heart sank when she said that her only opening was at noon; when Veronica and I were to meet. The beautician took my name, as I left to figure out how to make this work. I texted Veronica and asked her if we could meet at 1:30 instead of noon so I could get my hair done. She agreed, bless her heart, so I drove back across town to the beauty shop.
The beautician stopped eating to get me rolled up and under the dryer sooner. I told her that I wanted a teased up-do. My hair is long enough to do that. This small shop had two stations so I could visit with the other women as my hair was brushed out and teased into an old fashioned bee hive style. When my style was secured in place with lots of spray the other beautician waxed my brows. When I left they gave me a shop business card and invited me back. I tipped them well and left the shop at 1:15 to drive to the McDonald's on the west side of town near the interstate. Veronica wasn’t there and when I texted her she was at the McDonald's in the next town south on the interstate. But she said she would drive to where I was.
I told Veronica that she would know who I was because of my big hair; and it was really big. We had a wonderful visit for 90 minutes and then we had to leave. I had to laugh on my drive home because my hair touched the sunroof on my old Civic. I think I’ll stay with a more normal hairdo from now on. Leanne
She would be in drab coming from her work-site and I would be dressed en fem because it was my day off. I arrived in this town an hour early so I drove around just looking. When I saw a beauty shop I decided that it would be fun to get my hair done after lunch. That shop didn’t have any openings for walk ins so I looked for another. When I stopped at a quick shop, a nice lady told me about another shop not too far from there. It turned out to be the perfect shop for me because they did roller sets which most of the newer shops don’t do. But the lady beautician didn’t have any openings that afternoon. My heart sank when she said that her only opening was at noon; when Veronica and I were to meet. The beautician took my name, as I left to figure out how to make this work. I texted Veronica and asked her if we could meet at 1:30 instead of noon so I could get my hair done. She agreed, bless her heart, so I drove back across town to the beauty shop.
The beautician stopped eating to get me rolled up and under the dryer sooner. I told her that I wanted a teased up-do. My hair is long enough to do that. This small shop had two stations so I could visit with the other women as my hair was brushed out and teased into an old fashioned bee hive style. When my style was secured in place with lots of spray the other beautician waxed my brows. When I left they gave me a shop business card and invited me back. I tipped them well and left the shop at 1:15 to drive to the McDonald's on the west side of town near the interstate. Veronica wasn’t there and when I texted her she was at the McDonald's in the next town south on the interstate. But she said she would drive to where I was.
I told Veronica that she would know who I was because of my big hair; and it was really big. We had a wonderful visit for 90 minutes and then we had to leave. I had to laugh on my drive home because my hair touched the sunroof on my old Civic. I think I’ll stay with a more normal hairdo from now on. Leanne