Random Friday

And now, for something completely different…

Happy 43rd Anniversary to my parents!  Theirs is a “made in Hollywood” love story: Smalltown Texas girl graduates high school.  Girl travels to California for a graduation trip.  Girl meets boy.  Two weeks later, boy proposes.  One week later, girl marries boy, moves to California. Two people who had nothing but love formed a bond that endures today.  May you have many more long years together!

To celebrate their anniversary, I’m going to get my hair cut.  Well, maybe not for celebratory purposes.  Actually, if I don’t have someone else do it, I will hack away at it myself.  A few weeks ago when I got my hair cut, the overpriced stylist used some sort of thinning technique on the ends of my hair.  Now that it has grown out somewhat, it looks like I had an appointment with a lawn mower.  Some strands are longer than others, and the hair on the right side of my face is almost an inch longer than the hair on the left.

Usually I use a metal round brush to style my hair.  But the lawnmower effect has thinned my hair too much to fit around the brush.  So blowing it dry leaves it a crispy mop.  Air drying leaves it a limp mop.

My sweet husband likes my hair any way I fix it.  Even when I don’t.  But I can’t stand having Bad Hair Day every single day. So I took a big breath and dialed Visible Changes.

I want my change to be visible in a GOOD way.  The last time I went to VC I ended up going somewhere else that same afternoon, in tears, due to a huge “flip” that threatened to drag my entire head down backwards until my head touched the floor.  But I will (hopefully) be paired with a different stylist who can give me a nice, normal, non-lawn-mower bobbed look.

Lest I be too consumed with outward appearance here, I do note that even the Proverbs 31 woman took care of herself.  I doubt she let her hair descend into lawnmower status!

Her clothes are well-made and elegant,
and she always faces tomorrow with a smile.
When she speaks she has something worthwhile to say,
and she always says it kindly.

Here’s the Before, sans makeup:

Notice the tuft to the right that sticks out like a piece of hay?  That’s gotta go.

I’ll post the After, after.

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