It was 2002, and years since I was able to get my hair done. Between Roger being deployed so much and having small children, I just couldn’t find the time. I made an appointment at the JCPenney salon in the Jacksonville Mall. I was nervous.
The appointment was in the evening so Roger could stay with the boys. The mall smells of pizza and perfume found my nose as I walked into the building. I found my way to JCPenney, checked in, and waited until she called my name.Continue reading “Are You Itchy? Day 86.”