A couple of weeks ago I made the disasterous decision to get my hair all cut off. While I really still don't like my hair this short, it is beginning to grow (both in length and on me as the saying goes).
So much so that yesterday while we were at the beach I let the angelbaby take a picture of me and I am willing to let you all see my new short hair. Those of you who have known me for a while will think "heck that is pretty much the way she wore her hair for almost ten years, but you have to remember that it has had nearly three weeks to grow since that horrid day it was cut and it is still way shorter than I have ever actually worn it.
At least when I get back home to Indiana in August it should be back to what I looked like before I started to grow it out last year. . .
Anyway, without further ado, here goes . . .
There, that wasn't too painful. And I didn't even cry myself to sleep last night.