Major hair trauma. I had booked for highlights with my hairdresser, who did it so nicely last year. Unfortunately she was off sick. But i trusted another to do it...i ended up with a full head of blonde hair, which did not suit me. Then she tried to "tone it down", and it went orange. The manager of the salon then put a semi-permanent colour over it all, which at least meant that i could leave the salon without looking like a freak. But it wasn't my natural colour, and i still hated it.

Sunday i dyed it myself with a permanent mid-brown. It went quite a bit darker, but today it seems lighter and more reddish. Which at least i can cope with, but i am hoping that it doesn't fade anymore. The worst part it, i have to stay like this for 6 months.

Believe me, i won't be letting anyone else touch my hair again.

Because i spent so long in the hairdressers on Saturday i missed my baked potato, but i grabbed a rockette and crayfish sarnie from boots to fill me up before i went to La Tasca at Star Ciy with Spice. Quite a nice sandwich.

Sunday i dyed my hair and then leaped off for a body balance class. I couldn't concentrate properly on Thursday (because i was on call), so i took the opportunity to do the class on sunday, since i knew that i would not be able to make it this week.

This meant that i also missed getting a jacket potato! So i caved in and had a BK, but it was ok (my entire meal for the day). And i lost the 3 pounds i put on last week.

I watched bits and bobs of the marathon. Tanni won again, yey! And with Paula too, it proved to be a great day for women in sport.