A few weeks ago I realised that I had finished the color part of the mixture I make to dye those persistent grey hairs which are becoming more and more, the longer I stay here in Tz. I quickly sent a panic email to Sandie my 'sister who knows all about hair and beauty stuff' which resulted in a small package arriving in Box 273 Morogoro ... (stating contents as: 'school supplies'... Yes, this was definitely a supply needed for me to stay sane and supply SEGA school with quality teaching support.... and which also meant I, who does all SEGA's postal collections, didn't have to pay enormous taxes to collect the parcel.... good work Sandie!!)
As today began, Sunday 14 October and an unexpected day home, I realised I had time to paint the newbies into oblivion!!! So out came the art supplies and away I went. I am proud to say that I am quite an expert at this now. I had seldom dyed my own hair before coming to Tz. My dear friend and Aussie Hairdresser had assured me that I would find someone who understood the color dye language when I got here....Pole Deb! People in Morogoro don't know how to cut European hair let alone color it anything other than black!! I found some brownish dye in Dar in the early days but it was going to cost me a relative fortune on my meager vols allowance! When visiting Oz last December, I discovered his self-mix method and have now perfected it!
So, here I sat this morning...looking gorgeous, as we do during these beautifying processes, Skypeing my family (no....not video skypeing!! just voice skypeing.... just as well satellite internet connection is hopeless in times like these!) and letting the time tick by so that each little grey could suck up that color and be reborn.
"Okay, Gem, I must go now to go wash off the dye. I nearly forgot it was still brewing" I said.
Tap turned on
Waiting for the water to flow...which often takes a few minutes to happen
Nothing....then a splurt.... then
Nothing.... another violent shaking of the shower extension pipe which is gaffer taped to the wall so it won't fall down ...
Nothing..... the next violent burst of air exploding from the shower unstuck the gaffer tape and the shower rose came down to greet me....minus any water!
That was it..........NO WATER!
This is not a common occurrence in my house...(in many others.. but not mine!) so I wasn't prepared with buckets and buckets of water on hand.
My greys were cooking...cooking...over...cooking! Oh no what to do????
(this is when I laughed heartily and out loud at myself! What else could I do??)
Then I had a brain wave!!
Fortunately I have been using a new efficient water filter which had given me a large container of clean drinkable water. My drinking supply for the 3 askaris (guards) and myself for a night and day.
Yes...I had to use it as it was my only option!
....Rinse carefully.... cup by cup....until finally I had a head of clean, dye-free, shining, evenly colored hair.
My mane (and my sanity) had been restored!
#2 Laugh out Loud.
Later today, driving home from SEGA having visited on this lazy, warm Sunday afternoon and shared the twice-daily task of collecting the many, many freshly laid, warm brown eggs and refreshing the water feeders, when I looked in the review mirror and saw a confusing sight!
In my house I only have a couple of small mirrors and often the light is not so good so the reflection seen can be distorted or not quite accurate.
Remember, this morning when I was putting on color, I was only coloring the regrowth! Looking in the mirror, I could see a red tinge to the color of my hair....coloring the identical area to which I had applied the dye. I looked again but you can't take your eyes off the road at all so I pulled over and inspected. Sure enough the new color Sandie had sent me was not the same as I had been using!! (or so I thought!!) Oh my goodness...Have I been walking around all day with my hair multicolored as blatantly as this. I couldn't believe it but....as I don't get too hung up on what I do actually look like.....I wasn't really worried but thought I would have to go home and apply another batch to the rest of the mane! Indicator on and, as I looked over my right shoulder to check the oncoming traffic,
......I suddenly realised that Jack, my car, has a visor on the driver's door and.... guess what color it is tinged??????........Yes you are right.....reddish/pink!!
This is when I laughed heartily and out loud at myself for the second time today! What else could I do??
So instead of going home to Fran's do-it-yourself beauty parlor...
I drove to the International School and went for a run instead!!
to quote my BL: