...before missing my midnight deadline for today's post! Holy moly! I just walked in the door from a hair appointment at my friend's salon. I have a feeling I'm going to be crying in the next day or two, because she cut about 4-6" off my hair. She blew it out and straightened it, so right now, it still looks long. But, once I wash it, and it's curly, I know I'm going to really see how short it is, and I think I'm going to be upset.
I knew this was going to happen because in less than a week, at least 6 people have commented on how long my hair has grown since they've last seen me. Last week, the nurse at Stud's doctor's office said, "Oh, wow! I didn't even recognize you! Your hair is SO long!" Just this afternoon, I had to take the babies down for hearing/vision tests, and one of the testers pretty much said the same thing. I only see her once a year, when she comes to do testing, so I guess she would notice it even more than most people.
I've been trying to grow my hair out for YEARS, so I had a feeling my friend was going to end up cutting it tonight. I just didn't expect her to have to cut SO much. I know I sound like a 14 year old, whiny little baby. But, my hair is just about the only thing I have going for me, so I try to do what I can to keep it looking nice. I was actually pleasantly surprised on the night of the dance that it actually didn't look half bad. In the picture I posted from that night (at 4am!) you can see how long it had gotten. If I remember, I'll post another one this week so you can see how short it is now. :( Ok, go ahead, tell me to shut the hell up, and stop acting like a baby. I deserve it.
Memories on a wall (and in a phone)
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