Posted in: Oops Didn't I Choose?
It was Thanksgiving morning. I hopped into the shower and was washing my hair when I snapped. I just got fed up, FED UP WITH ALL MY HAIR. I asked Alan for a pair of scissors and a rubber-band. He had no idea what I was doing. He just obliviously handed me the items and walked away. After some slow snip snip with the dull scissors and without looking in a mirror my hair was gone. I cut off 2 feet of hair. I called Alan back to help me finish it. Of course it was lopsided which is what happens when one goes hacking away at their hair without looking. Alan helped me straighten it and it doesn’t look bad. But what I dreaded happened. It poofed out. It doesn’t look crazy though…well only this morning when I woke up. But nothing a brush can’t tame a little.