My Haircut

Today's the day. The day I finally get my hair cut. Remember me posting hairstyles recently? Well, I thought I had my favorites narrowed down to just 2 or 3, but when it came to actually setting up the appointment to do it, I kept chickening out. This past week I psyched myself up and went through with the call.

Here's the wierd thing....not only did they not have my name in their records (I've had my hair cut there 3 times prior), but they didn't have either Ashley or Chelsea's names in their records, and they have had their hair done there for dances since over a year ago and both have had their hair cut there...Ashley's was just done there right before Graduation. The gal assured me that every once in a while this happens with their computers and it was no big deal, she'd just re-enter my info. But to me it WAS a big deal. What if this was a sign? A sign that I shouldn't get my hair cut there, or that I shouldn't get my hair cut at all. Or, if I was to get my haircut, maybe I didn't end up choosing the right styles for me and I would end up hating it.

My stress level went WAY up to the "omg I really need a cigarette" level, and I don't even smoke!

So now it's "D-Day" and in 3 hrs I will walk into the salon and take a deep breath and put my hair in the trust of a basic stranger. I mean, I know her, but it's not like we're super BFFs or anything. By the way in case you're not as up on the cool pre-teen/teen lingo as I am, BFF stands for Best Friends Forever. Ok, truth is, I only know that one because of my niece who talks about her BFF of the week.

My plan at the salon is to take in a picture of my hair curly taken this past July/August and I'm going in with my hair straightened. This way she can get an idea of what I have to be able to work with. I'll tell her what I'd like. Then I'll ask her what would look good on me, and then I'll say a little prayer that she tells me the truth. At that point, I turn my hair over to her and what happens happens.

Ok, I'm sure you're thinking "Geez girl, chill out...it's just hair. And it grows back." Yea, you're right. It IS just hair and it DOES grow back. But my hair grow soooooooooooo slowly that I maybe get it cut 3 times a year at the most. This last time I had it cut, it was done in February.
So if I hate the cut I get today ~ Too bad, so sad...I'm stuck with it, for a long time.

Ok, time to get things done before I go to my appointment. Our host student arrives tomorrow and I have a lot to get done before then. I'll stop back in though and post a picture of my haircut....unless I hate it and I put a bag over my head for the next few months.



Oh and by the way....we have a big surprise coming up in the next week or so. I'll post about it once it happens. But suffice it to say that NO! I am NOT pregnant. NO! Neither of my girls is pregnant! and NO! No one is getting married so don't even ask that (Aunt Julie)! I will tell you that you will all probably think we're crazy, but we are really excited.