Sometimes, for some unknown reason, I do really stupid things. Yesterday, for example, I tried to put my own extensions in. This is not smart. Instead of the end result being long, luscious locks, I ended up with a mess of glue and frizz that I couldn't get out. So I headed to Sally's. I couldn't even get a hat on my head because it was that bad, and it hurt like hell. I got there, and I assume the girl behind the counter had seen this kind of thing before, but I offered a step by step list of what I had done anyway. Instead of laughing and slapping me in the face, she told me exactly what to do, and how to do it. She even gathered up all of the things I would need so I wouldn't have to search. It worked, and I am back to my old (hopefully wiser) self. Thanks to Sally's I didn't have to pull a Britney Spears, and I am thankful!