The Shampoo Boy Wannabe

I may be able to do quite a bit of things. I can cook, not gourmet stuff but passable food. I can do some form of handy work, well as long as plumbing isn't involved. I can do house work like laundry, washing the bathrooms, sweeping the floor. In fact I think I can even parachute of a plane but there is one thing I know I'll never be able to achieve and that is to be a shampoo boy!

A couple of days ago wifey hurt one of her fingers real bad. It started off as a slight ingrown nail and being the itchy fingered girl that she is, she kinda tried to clip the ingrown nail and ended up getting a wound on her finger. Then pus appeared and again, being the itchy fingered girl that she is (LOL!) she pressed the pus out and the wound ended up getting infected with the finger swelling up.

Now, wifey is just as stubborn as I am when it comes to going to the doctor's. She didn't want to go and wanted to let it heal naturally. I could tell it was painful from her reaction but on top of being stubborn, her tolerance to pain is also very high. There really was no use arguing with her about going to the doctors so we put some medication on it and left it to heal the natural way.

In no uncertain terms should the wound come in contact with water. I decided to do the cooking for the next couple of days for the boys so she would avoid getting water splashed on it. But then came another problem. Wifey has to wash her hair everyday and with that wound on her finger still fresh, she was going to have a huge problem with that. No problem I said. I volunteered to wash her hair for her.

I mean, how hard can it be and it's not like she has really long hair or anything. She was skeptical but decided to take me up on the offer. So, there I was, getting my first experience of being a shampoo boy. Suffice to say it was a very short lived one. From the very start things started to go wrong for me. First off, I almost put conditioner on her head instead of shampoo, hey, they all look alike to me.

With a shout from her, I put the conditioner back and ended up picking my little boy's shampoo instead. Another shout and I finally found the right bottle. Now comes the easy part or so I thought. After applying the shampoo to her head, all I had to do was just scrub her hair and then rinse it off right? Well, not exactly, I got her hair all knotted up in my fingers, then had shampoo streaming down all over her eyes (yes, yes, she was hollering away by now ... LOL!) and into her ears as well.

After finally getting the shampoo out of her eyes and ears and also unknotting the hair from my fingers, I had to rinse the shampoo off which elicited another round of hollering from her. I had water running down her face almost drowning her and by the time I ended up applying the conditioner I was almost ready to have a nervous breakdown! LOL!

God, those shampoo girls make it look so darn easy. It really is not as easy at it looks. Well, for me anyway. It was like rocket science la. I know I'm never ever going to attempt to wash her hair again. Who knows, this time she might hit me on the head with the shampoo bottle ... hahaha ... I think I'll just stick to sleeping. Now that's something I know I'm good at :D
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