Blogger Formerly Known as Blonde

So I was driving to my in-laws' house to pick up some moneys (I cut and highlighted the little ones' hair for school), and I'm exiting, pop my tranny into neutral to coast and avoid stalling (because there's a shitty fuel delivery problem that stalls me out when I get below 1/4 tank of gas) and my RPMs shoot up to 2k, then there's a *pop* noise and my car stalls out. I pulled to a stop and tried turning it over. Rerr-rerr-rerr. Nothing. Rerr-rerr-rerr. Nothing. My car won't turn over. Luckily my in-laws live up the hill from the exit I took, so they came down and towed me to their house, where my husband met me. After some close examination, we guess at the distributor cap and rotor needing to be replaced. We replace them. Rerr-rerr-rerr. Nothing. Still won't turn over. So we leave it there and go home because he had to leave to go out of town. I call my mechanic yesterday and tell him what happened. Diagnosis: timing belt. UGH!! Those are such a BITCH to replace, because they're wrapped around the water pump in my make of car. So I've gotta pay to have it replaced, but at least I was coasting when it happened, so when the belt broke it didn't flip out and wrap around something else, like my crankshaft. That would've broke me.

All this was said so I could say this: I had to spend my hair appointment money on getting my car fixed, which means, after tomorrow, I will no longer be blonde. I'm taking my hair back down to what should be a chestnut brown. Not my natural color, by any means. I hate my natural color. But my roots are getting pretty awful, and I don't trust myself to bleach out my roots without causing my scalp severe pain and damage via chemical burns, so I'm dying it back. Myself.

This should be interesting.