My horrible day

Jude was off today and I woke up at 9 a.m. to the phone ringing. It was our home alarm company stating that our side door wireless sensory battery was dying and they just wanted to let us know. Well, this is the second time in the past six months that they will need to come out and "fix" it. I then realized I was sweating something bad. The air conditioner must be broke, too. It was!! I had a hair appointment I ran off to and when I got home, I pulled in the driveway, turned the car off, got out, and closed the door. All of a sudden I felt stuff hitting me. I thought our hanging fern had broke through the bottom. Nope. I looked around to see my back quarter driver side window shattered.

The heat apparently made it explode out, and onto me. Nice. Real nice. I get in the hot house, have a seat on the recliner and try to use my Iphone to look up the glass company and I discover IT isn't working. Talk about being in a bad mood!!
Jude's uncle then came out to repair the A/C, which only needed freon, thank God. I found a glass company that can repair my car tomorrow morning, and I realized that every one's AT&T service was screwed, not just mine. Things started looking up. But, to finish the day off, our little blow up pool that gives the children hours and hours of fun (and me peace and quiet), POPPED. No more pool time fun until we buy new one. I just want to go to sleep and start the day over tomorrow. My Saturday is supposed to be a girl day by the pool on the coast. Let's hope tomorrow is better!

I have no idea what color my hair is!

I decided that I was going to start dying my hair myself (again) a few weeks ago. I used to have it down pat on what to get at Sally's to dye it blonde. Well, I haven't tried red myself, yet. So today I went to Sally's, with Roman I might add, and spent thirty minutes looking at colors. I finally picked a pretty red and was happy with my purchase. I, being ever so eager to get it done, went in the bathroom to mix my colors; two red two-ounce tubes, to four ounces of developer. I have to double the formula, use two, because my hair is so thick. My process: I poured the developer, opened a red tube and squeezed. I poured more developer and opened the second red tube (last step) and squeezed. BUT, red didn't come out the second tube, some shimmering gold did. See, here is a photo.

My delimma...what do I do? It is too late to go and exchange it as I have opened it all and it would be weird to bring the bowl into the store. It is a hassle when my hair is already sectioned off into many pieces thirsting for color. So, after very little thought and lots of bravery (or stupidity), I mix it up and start painting my hair. Let's see what comes of this. If it is hideous, I just have to wear it like that out tonight and to a bachelorette party this weekend out of town. Then I can fix it. If it is wonderful, I have no idea how to get that color again.
And I am absolutely positive the boxes and inside tubes were identical because I checked them twenty times after "the incident".