This afternoon, without telling anyone in my family, I had my hair cut. I now have a 16" ponytail all ready to go to Locks of Love (a charity that makes human hair wigs for child cancer patients).
My new do only comes to the nape of my neck in the back and maybe chin length in the front, and I love it. My head feels about 10 lbs. lighter. (yeah, yeah, make all the airhead jokes you'd like) The stylist asked me what I wanted, and I said, "You're the artist - I want a shake it out and wear it hairstyle. After that, it's up to you."
She started grinning and said, "Do you how few people say that?"
Bob and DD are going to be shocked. I've had hair to may waist since before I was married, even before I was dating Bob. I started growing my hair long in 1983, because they shaved my head after the car accident. DD has never seen me without all that hair, and Bob has probably forgotten what I looked like before.
Poor stylist asked me what my family was going to say about my short hairstyle, and I told her that they have no idea that I'm doing this. She started to get all nervous and said, "Your husband won't hold me responsible
- will he?"
heh, heh, heh.
Kathy N-V