Almost a complete disaster

Ok peeps, I LOVE going to the salon and getting my hair done. There is nothing more a girl can do to feel good about herself then go get a fresh highlight and trim...until she gets up to the register. I am telling you right now that I know hair should be a priority, but when you are a newly married college student and funds are slim, you start to rethink how often you get these things done. You try to go with a more natural color to add more time between salon visits and if you are me you even consider dyeing your own hair. Yes people, i hear the gasps, but i had a moment of weakness. I even went so far as to go down the hair color aisle at my local walgreens and begin to pick a color with my bff britt. She wasnt much help though, she kept saying things like, "I am not the one to ask, I am scared of this stuff" (due to a bad experience of her own involving self coloring and a rotten banana, ask her about it). When i called lexie and told her what i was considering her response was, "I dont know, but i want to be there if you do this". Finally I called my mother, which is what I should have done in the first place, and she immediately said DO NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT. She explained that my hair would turn out a hideous orange red shade and it is never ever a good idea to use a box color. Luckily the woman saved me from a fate nearly worse than death, bad hair. Anyway, i guess I will just have to start saving my pennies for the next salon visit.