Hair, Hair, Hair!!!

I got into the bad habit of dying my hair. Shades of brown. Light brown. Dark drown. Reddish brown. Every three to four weeks a different color. I loved it. My hair? Not so much. So when it started to resemble Pamela Anderson's dried out locks, I chopped it off. To my chin. I cried. I missed my hair. But oh how nice it was to be able to comb through my hair without tangles again. The bob haircut lasted about a minute before I wanted to grow it out. I went back to my hairdresser for a cut. Something that would grow out well from a bob. He butchered it. It was this half bob blob. Part suburban housewife. Part. Well, I don't even know what. I kept thinking it would grow out and look okay. I let it go for months. But my reunion is looming nearer. And I couldn't go to it looking like I did before.

I was scared. But I mustered the courage. Or actually, I was walking right past Visible Changes and the thought popped into my head, and I figured I should go for it before I changed my mind again. I warned them I was terrified to get me hair cut. I teared up. Then I closed my eyes and prayed. And......

TADAAAAA!!!!

And? I am sitting in my backyard working right now. Yeah. Here is my office.

Also, with my reunion right around the corner, I thought it would be nice to share some of my favorite high school memories. I am working on those. Get ready........ teeheee.