OK, hubby got to see my hair today when he ran home at lunch. He said it's different, but he likes it.
*Smart man, huh?*
Mawmaw happened to be standing there when he said it and I could see her looking at me. Now, she's been in the same room with me about a gazillion times since I colored it and I KNOW she never noticed.
So, she loooooookkkkkkkkssssss at me then waits until hubby starts to leave the room and says:
Now, Tina, I have to say something. I see you changed your hair. I liked it better the old way.
I told her that that was fine, it's not her hair. She walked out.
Then I turned to hubby and said this:
I made her a hair appt. for next week with Sheila.
Remind me afterwards to tell her she looks like a surprised poodle.
(She gets a TIGHT perm and her eyebrows colored super dark brown and every hair on her head is gray,
so her eyebrows are QUITE noticable.)