August 26, 2009

• Every once in a while, I do something interesting

  Yeah, me.  Not my husband or son, or nieces or sisters or any other of the dozens of people who populate my world.  Just me.

  This is what I did. 

   

  I cut my hair - SHORT!  I was feeling restless the other day, and I've been enjoying it short, so I figured, "If a bit short is good, a lot short is better," and off it came. 

  Tiana trimmed up the very back - it was lots of different lengths.

  She and Jason and Faron all say they like it.  I do too.

  My sister Kim was here yesterday.  We traded carrot cake for green peppers.  The carrot cake was yummy!  She says, and there are a few of you who read this thing who've known me long enough to truly recall this...she says it looks like when I used to go to Johnson's Barber Shop for my haircuts.  I was 7 the last time I did that, I know.  I declared my independence from the barber shop and expressed a desire for long hair.  And, with a few slight detours along the way, my hair was long for the next 43 years.  And it had been for a couple of years before I was 7.  The story goes that I had golden ringlets that were so long I could sit on them.  But I hated for mom to brush my hair, so I'd always hide when she was ready to do so.  I hid one too many times and she yanked me out and I was taken to State Beauty School's Salon for my first haircut.  I was 3.  Hazel would have been 15.  She cried the entire time, and lovingly scooped up the locks of my hair, and saved them.

  She gave them to me sometime after I was married, but only because they'd had a flood at her house, and her precious box of memories had gotten very, very wet, and my not-so-precious curls were moldy! 

  I didn't save one bit of my hair from this haircut, btw. 

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