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I went to get my hairs cut today. It looks…exactly the same! I went to this hairdresser that my mom and grandmother have been going to and really like. Now, granted, I'm trying to let it grow and was only looking to have it trimmed. But I have this hairdresser fantasy that someday I'm going to sit down in the chair and the scissors will transform my hair into something really fabulous. But now it looks just like it did, an inch or two shorter. And most hairdressers have this thing that when they realize that my hair will curl if they encourage it to, they get real boisterous about it. What they don't realize is just how big and out of control my hair will get if you let it. I've cajoled it into a ponytail but I have this one really big obnoxious curl dangling right in the middle of my forehead.
The baby also got his hairs cut, which was a pretty funny thing to watch. He didn't seem to mind too much, just sort of looked around a lot and made things kind of hard for the hairdresser.
Tonight the boyfriend and I have our litte mini-getaway, so I'm pretty excited about that.
Argh, I forgot to call my profile subject. I can't believe how ineffectual I can be.
