By now, everyone who reads this site knows I heart Brenda, my Chicago hairdresser, because apparently stylists in Naptown can only shape and color celebrity styles for the likes of Eighties Madonna and Severus Snape. One of the first things I did when Luke and I got engaged was to make salon appointments for my bridesmaids, flower girl, and me, so there was no chance in hell that Brenda wouldn't NOT do my hair. I was on it like flies on that stick-paper thing my parents leave in the basement because, well, they don't like flies.
Guess what? Brenda's not doing my hair.
It's tragic, actually. On Friday the 13th, she broke two bones in her right hand, her magic hand, the hand that gives me bouncy layers and the side bangs I love so much. She's at work but limited to answering phones and sweeping up hair for the next four to six weeks. It's like having Mariah Carey pre-Charm Bracelet wipe spittle from Hilary Duff's microphone at the Grammys.
I called the salon yesterday and transferred my upcoming Saturday morning appointment to Kasia, a stylist with a great reputation for updos, and the other person scheduled to help Brenda with my wedding party, and there's still at least a slight chance she'll be in tip-top shape come May 12th, so all should be well. But I'd like to take this opportunity to brag about Gina, one of my very awesome bridesmaids, because she is the only reason I discovered this potentially life-changing information. Seeing as I discovered Enve through her seven years ago, she became aware of the situation at her own cut-and-color and immediately contacted me so alternate arrangements could be made. It's in instances like these that a wife-to-be truly needs her bridesmaids. Don't fuss over silly things like bachelorette parties or finding something blue. Just let me know if my hairdresser ends up in the ER.
This weekend will be a busy one, as tomorrow Samantha and my family are throwing Luke and me what is sure to be a beautiful wedding shower, and Sunday we have our first pre-marital counseling session with the pastor who will marry us. One of the subjects will be religion, which I really am feeling much better about these days, as Luke and I continue to talk openly about what kind of church life we want with and for our children. I also broached the subject with my mom last night, something I was pretty nervous about because I never want my parents to think that I'm unhappy with the way they brought me up. I didn't want them to become defensive of their choices, especially since they made some really great choices, and to be totally honest, I was also afraid they'd think I was ruining my chance at Eternal Salvation by even considering converting to a Protestant denomination. For better or worse, whether I get it or not, I will always seek their approval.
The conversation I had with my mother proved (once again) how little credit I give my parents sometimes. She reminded me about the similar faith journey she took around my age that brought her to Catholicism, years after she and my father got married. She said Luke and I are going to do the best thing for our family, and as long as we believe in God, everything will be fine. Well, that and infant baptism, which we do, so it's all good. For the first time in months, I'm at peace.
Note: the SVH contest will run through the weekend, because I'm leaving for Chicago today and don't want to make such a difficult decision in such a short time frame. So if you want a book, it's not too late to beg for one. And I promise not to give Luke any special consideration. Really. It's anybody's game.
Hope the shower is lots of fun. May you enjoy delicious food and receive many matching bath towels. :)
Posted by: Liz | March 31, 2006 at 12:12 PM
Sorry to hear about Brenda. Poor lady.
And I'm glad you're feeling better about the whole religion thing. I am sure that's hard. I often think about how much harder it would be if my husband and I weren't the same religion.
But you're Mom's right...as long as you believe in God and are doing what you think is best for you and your family. That's what matters.
Posted by: Isabel | March 31, 2006 at 06:14 PM
You bring me back to almost 15 years when I got married.
So many decision, that I forgot to paint my nails the, left hand were my most beautiful ring was to be worn for always.
Enjoy all that comes with this most special day.
God Bless.
Posted by: oneida | March 31, 2006 at 06:34 PM
You really sound like you are at peace with the whole religion thing and I'm so happy for you (and Luke) that that is the case.
As for Brenda? D'oh! I hope she has a super speedy recovery.
Posted by: Hilary | March 31, 2006 at 07:08 PM
Parents can often surprise us. Enjoy your wedding shower.
Posted by: butterflygirl | April 01, 2006 at 03:38 AM
I absolutely love Kasia! She is wonderful, she does exactly what you ask her to do. She is so sweet. I trusted her to do my hair for my wedding without going for a test run and I think my hair was beautiful for my wedding. I think all my girls hair turned out great for the wedding.
Posted by: Brooke | April 01, 2006 at 03:57 AM
That's great that your parents would be open to your feelings on religion. Hell, I'M at peace just hearing that your mom was that cool about things:)
As for your hair, I'm glad that your stand in comes with great recommendations... for my sister's wedding, taking place in Bufu, Egypt, all that was available to me was Beth, "the taliban hairdresser" who had a habit of only cutting my hair every third time I visited her shop (the emperor's new clothes, kind of situation). Oh yes, and I hope your shower turned out great! (sorry I couldn't be there)
Posted by: A Light in the Attic | April 02, 2006 at 02:49 PM
I'm so glad that talking about it with your mom went well. That's wonderful. And no wonder I had no idea what you were talking about the other day with the replacement hair girl...little did I know you had BLOGGED. (Check much? Well, usually!)
Posted by: Lost a Sock | April 03, 2006 at 02:40 PM
At least there's Kasia!! ;)
You and Luke are fabulous.
Posted by: Sambo V. | April 03, 2006 at 07:43 PM