The joke...has been returned!

Ok, so y'all remember 18 months ago when I thought I'd play a terribly funny joke on my darling hubby? You know....the whole red haired deal?

I've been had!!!

Once again I've been turned into a red-headed preacher's wife. And this time it was NOT my fault. Who's was it? The Troll himself. You know the stylist across the street fixed my hair back to it's original color in May. It looked great and I was thankful to once again look like me! Course over the months all the gray hair that continues to pop up has sprung up with such a vengeance that I finally decided that I'd cover those up. So (since I've not been to a store in over a month) I asked Troll to please get me dye that was my hair color so that the gray could go bye-bye.

This morning I had allot of strength so I turned on the fan and went at it. 30 min later I washed it all out and proceeded to dry and style. Only to realize that I'd once again been turned red. Now you might ask, how could you not notice? Ok, I've been out of it (literally) for so long that my brain cells have gone into depleted stage. It's like rigamortis (and no, I don't know how to spell that word!) of the brain! I guess I just figured he was good enough to check colors close enough to my hair.

He very quickly went to church while I was in the process of taking away the gray. After I realized what had happened I texted him. He was doing the evasive talk until I point blank asked him if he did this on purpose. He replied with..."Your hair has been so many colors that I didn't know which one to get. I luv you, Red!" THAT was all I needed to hear to know that I'd been had!

Note to self....
Never trust a Troll!!