Day 17: It’s the dog’s fault

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You’re probably thinking 17 days?  Are you kidding me?  Nope, I’m not kidding.  Today is day 17 (3 days past my usual breaking point) and I’m still going strong.

Several days ago I was coming up on Day 14 and getting pretty itchy desperate.  In fact I was thinking that I wouldn’t even make it the full 14 days because I felt so gross and my hair never really looked that good this time through so maybe I should just throw in the towel and wash it, but what kind of example would I be setting, and who has the time anyway?  (Don’t we all think in run-ons?).

But I didn’t throw in the towel because I’m a procrastinator.  When you’re a procrastinator you do things like dink around on your computer, wash the dishes, read a book, drink coffee, check Facebook, play a card game, think about what you’re going to wear, et cetera…all instead of washing your hair.

But usually by the end of a cycle nothing trumps washing my hair.

But this time Day 15 (which turns into Day 1 once I’ve shampooed) got a little busy so I had to skip my planned hair washing.  Then day 16 wasn’t an exercising day and Hair Care Girl only washes her hair on exercising days.  So I committed that today, Day 17, would be my hair washing day.

My dog is so cute!But my dog looked at me with her sweet loving eyes.  And then she cocked her head to one side, twitched her ear, and looked at the door.  And then she blinked. Expectantly.

So this Hair Care Girl did what any pet loving, cute dog owner would do.  I walked the dog instead of washing my hair.

And guess what?  My hair looks better than it’s looked in days! (17 to be exact).

Total time from shower to shoes: 40 minutes
Total time saved: 20 minutes (spent walking the dog)

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The Naked Lady Said: Moroccan Oil

Moroccan Oil saved this hairCan you believe it’s been 11 days since I washed my hair?  Yesterday it was so bad I had to wear it tucked back in a braid AND a bun.  So, how in the world did this recovery happen?

In a word (two words really), Moroccan Oil.

Have you heard about Moroccan Oil?  The first time I heard about it was at the gym.  The lady next to me was naked and putting this great smelling stuff in her hair.  After I got over the shock of her being naked right next to me I gathered up my courage and asked her about her delicious smelling hair product.  She told me it was Moroccan Oil.  I didn’t give it another thought.

Fast forward a couple of months and my trusty hair gal puts it in my hair.  And I’m like, “Yummmm, what is that smell?”  And she tells me, “It’s Moroccan Oil”.  So I bought some.  I’m such an easy mark.

So last night when I took my hair out of all the knots and braids it was looking pretty dry and scraggly.  Sort of like straw.  But worse.  So I bushed it out and applied a generous portion of Moroccan Oil.  I massaged it through, wrapped my hair in my trusty scrunchie and went to bed.

This morning when I took out my scrunchie I had nice soft supple waves of healthy looking hair.  All I had to do was tame the very ends in the back so they were all facing the same direction.  Everything else worked like magic.

I know it’s a little bouffant-y but that’s okay.  When I wear this hair style I feel like a Southern Belle.  And that’s a good feeling.  Y’all.

Time from shower to shoes: 30 minutes

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