a tragic tale.

A few of you have been asking and commenting on my haircut. You're making me feel a lot better about it than I did initially. You see, I went to a place I'd never been before but that had a really good reputation. As soon as I met my lady I had a bad feeling. She was Russian and I don't have anything against Russians, but I couldn't understand a word she said! I asked her to cut about 5 inches off. My hair has been growing very fast due to the baby and all the vitamins so I needed a really good trim. She just starts chopping and I end up with this haircut, about 10 inches of hair sadly crumpled on the floor.

I guess something got lost in the translation. Plus, it was crooked, wouldn't curl right, and the layers were funny. And she used cold water to wash my hair! That is my favorite part! I tried in vain for 2 weeks to learn how to fix it but it was useless! So, I talked Mike into letting me get yet another hair cut. I think I scared this new girl so badly that she would cut a millimeter of and then show me. I think I was there for a hour and a half. She had to cut 3 more inches off so now we're up to over a foot of hair gone. I'm going through withdraws. I am still using way to much shampoo. But, I like it a lot better now and it is growing on me...hehehe. Anyway, thank you all for your kind comments and words of reassurance.