Husband helping me...

Mid-week last week, I injured my right wrist quite badly and so I've been pottering around, not really doing much and basically feeling quite useless. On Saturday we had big plans to finally get back out in the yard and mow/ whipper-snip, but the weather had other ideas! It poured down all day! This didnt bother us so much as we'd had an unbelievably early start the day before (dropping Mum and Dad off at the airport for their Africa holiday) so it made for a great day to sleep in!

After a fairly un-productive day, we really got stuck into some housework that night, and then I remembered I needed to dye my hair before church. I always do this myself, however, with my new handicap, I was completely unable. Fortunately, Husband offered to help me out and although this offer was accepted (dubiously) graciously, I think we were both a bit nervous about the outcome...

Here is Husband about half-way through the process:
(I apologise for his lack of clothing on his upper half - he leant over me at one stage and was surprisingly oblivious to the fact that the dye on my hair could transfer to his pajama top)




This was Husband's unusual attempt to remove excess dye that he'd accidentally put on my ears/ forehead:

Me, during the process:

The finished product! :

I am constantly surprised by how eager Husband is to help me around the house, particularly when Im sick or injured. He did a wonderful job with helping me to do my hair (although we left it on a lot longer than usual, so its much darker than I like) and after this 'practice run', just imagine how great my hair will look the next time he has to do it for me! :)