I got my hair cut today. It's short (well, shorter), and I have bangs. I've finally done it. I was contemplating the move for a long time, and I decided I'd had enough of the contemplation. Less because I got up the courage and more because I finally got time to actually make it to my hairdresser's. It's not easy to schedule a pampering session with a little one at home and a husband who brings work home on weekends. So here it is -
the new me:
Moments later, my boy melted down and that was the end of our little photo session. He likes my new hair, though. He giggled when I came home. Teehee!