Bad things happen in threes and it's Permanant!

It has been forever since my last post. Not sure what happen, the girls are back in school and I'm also in school. I'm a teacher assistant in Whitney's preschool. Although we aren't in the same class. We catch up for lunch and recess.
But I just wanted to write about the past couple of days because when I think about it I could either laugh or cry. So I thinking writing could be kind'a therapuetic. (Not sure I spelled that write, so don't judge me)
To begin with Wayne and I have been wanted to sell our do something with our old van. We held onto it not sure that maybe we might need it (that is another story completely) But it has come in handy in moving things outand whatnot, well last Wednesday Wayne was driving and cleaning up this apartment that we rent downtown, he got into a little accident. Now the headlight on the passenger side is busted and paint in chipped and there is a very noticable dent in the front and it leaks some kind of fluid. Thank goodness Wayne was unharmed. Now we might just have to junk the van, when I was hopeing we might be able to help someone out with it.
Next, so our computer in broken. As we speak I'm using Wayne's work laptop. But I'm worried sick over my pictures and everything else that I had on it. No word yet from the repair place, but hopefully all will be well. We will see.
And finally, yesterday unbeknowest to myself Wayne's cell was in his pants pocket, that went directly to the washing machine after the service project he did with the girls. We were both pretty glum about this one. He has over 500 contacts on it and is expecting so very important calls on Monday, yikes, what to doooo! Luckily he did find his contract and he did purchase protection-so we will see what Monday brings at the Sprint store.

Now on to what I've really been wanting to write about. On Friday the girls just had a half day. Well, earlier in the week I was curling the girls hair and Olivia was not happy about it. The reason she wasn't happy was because she asked this question. "Mom how long will these curls last?" and I said "Well they will probably fall out by the end of the day" In which she immediately burst into tears, I don't want them to go away.... Mom, "Well honey the only way curls will stay in your hair is if you get a perm, do you want one of those? "Yes"
Well we have a hair school here in town and my friend one time told me that she took her daughter there. They do a good job and it's cheaper. In my mind, I actually did want to try this for one of my girls. I remember perms as a child, and I thought perms have changed alot since then.
So back to the half day on Friday, Capri college had an opening, 1:00. Great, told Olivia, excitment!!! A perm, wow!
Well this was my first time to Capri, very busy place, lots of students and people getting different treatments, nails, hair, makeup... I took all the girls, Audrey, Olivia, and Whitney. So much for them to see as well.
The gal doing Olivia was so nice, she already had all her perm points and loved doing perms. She assured me Olivia was probably not to young and if she wanted one than we should be alright. Let's get started...
Wrapping. She wrapped Olivia's hair in a way that I had never seen. Her head was piled high with pink and white rollers. She said her head was so heavy. But she did great considering it took 2 hours to roll the hair. And at some point two people were rolling, Audrey, "are they done yet" Mom, "Patience, and have you seen Whitney" Whitney, "Mom I want more skittles" )(Thanks goodness for the quarter machines) "Audrey, will you check the parking meter". It was crazy!!!
Alright we are ready for the perm. Great I thought the hard part is over...
Take this towel and hold it over your eyes. This is all bringing back so many memories of perms in the past. "Mom!!! Why does this stink!!!!" I totally forgot about the stink, perms stink and burn your eyes.
Now it you are not aware of Olivia personality, I'm not sure I can explain how the rest of this went. She just can get excited and upset very quickly. So we held her head, wetted the towel and kept saying just five more minutes. After it was over I so felt like I had just helped her to give birth. It's okay! You're doing great!
After it was over. Water was all over floor. She needed new clothes because hers were all wet. So she got a new Capri t-shirt. And all the college instructor ladies kept coming saying you poor girl, but your hair looks gorgeous!!!
So after all this Olivia now has curly hair of which I will post a picture later. Audrey says I want one, but only after my hair is longer and I want bigger rods,yada yada, yada, and when Olivia is asked if she will ever do a perm again she says, only when I'm 103. All this just to look like Taylor Swift!