Bad to the bone.

Rest assured these 'hard' hair cuts will be gone by the first day of school, but it's always nice to have a little fun and not be too serious ALL the time.

Surprisingly, I think there were about 10 other little guys with the same 'do' at Vacation Bible School this week.

Crazy!

And, if that youngest son of mine in the last photo doesn't look like his father in old football pictures, I just might need glasses!

Hair today...

Good news, here.

Ohdeedoh featured Miss Rosie Kathleen's 3rd birthday party.

You can check it out right HERE.

Also, as some of you noticed...

my hair is gone.

I can't believe how much of it I had.

It filled half of a 'Chipotle' take-out bag.

{Don't you love my 'size' reference?}

I'm not gonna lie...seeing hair like that kinda grosses me out.

Anyway,

to recap,

I went from this:

To this:

Oh, wait...that's not me!

That's the sweet & fab, French actress extraordinaire, Audrey Tautou.

Silly me.

Well, I look nothing like that pretty little pixie,

but I can tell you that my hair does.

I, really, just don't feel like trying to take a close-up picture

of myself at this time.

Maybe, I'll have Rosie do it {wink, wink},

or Big Jake could do it when he gets home from work.

You'll just have to wait and see.

Peace out, pop-tarts.

Believe it or not...

Yes, for those of you that can't read that beautiful orange tag...

those are $75 Thomas O'Brien king sheets for $18 and some change.

{insert happy dance here}

Holla!

And...

Houston, we have a ponytail.

Word tuh ya mutha!

the long and short of it.

Much to my dismay...

Betsy may have to be medicated for 'self-injurious' behaviors. 

That, and NOT sleeping.

Who would've thought my child that used to sleep 14-16 hours a day, would not sleep at night?!?!

The neurologist tells us that we need to calm her central nervous system. 

That, or get her adenoids & tonsils removed.

What?  Wha-WHAT?!?!

I have to trust that there is a method to such medical madness.

In other news...

just when I can't take the 'awkward' stage of growing out my hair...

I stumble upon a picture of me taken in July (the one on the left).

For those of you that are too lazy to count, that's a mere 6 months ago.

I compared it to photos taken of me in the last handful of weeks (middle & right)  and got a new a vote of confidence.

I may get to cross another thing off of the list, yet.

Hair today, gone tomorrow.

Some of you asked to see my new do, so here ya go!
It's...okay. It's certainly easy.
The downside: all my gray hair popped out, BIG TIME!
Geez, 31 and grays...a lot!
Thanks, Dad. The genes you have passed onto me are very much appreciated.
The common sense, intelligence, and smashing good looks I can handle.
The white hair already sproutin' out, not so much!
Now, if I get those big bushy eyebrows...

ps The flower in my hair I made, but if you would like one that looks much nicer and is made with way more attention to detail, go here. Better yet, if you click on the pink button on the left, you can view many etsy items whose proceeds go directly to 'Cora's Playground'. To learn more about 'Cora's Playground' click here, here, here, here, and here (to name a few).

Go hug your kids or dogs or both!

Shorter.

Should I or shouldn't I?

collage of images from aaa-fashion.com

It's a risky move for me to go even shorter than it already is...

'cause I'm in a wedding in 4 weeks. Yikes!

Plus, and this needs to be said, I look nothing like the women above.

But...

it's only hair, after all. It will always grow back, right?

Toodles!

It's a Happy Haircut sorta day!

My mom & I got our haircut this morning. Miss Deb is a master of the blade. Lil' Ro went with us too, and liked watching the traffic whiz by (kinda like a dog, huh?). She only wishes she had enough hair to cut. Maybe when she's, like, 13 or something?


I also cut Betsy's hair the other day, all on my very own. I think I did a nice job. I actually cut a ton off, and even stacked it in the back. Go ME!

ps About 20 minutes after I left Salon Fusion, I got a call on my cell. It went like this...

Debbie: Beth, did you leave the check you wrote me?
Me: Um, I don't know, let me check...
Yeah, I sure DID NOT! It is still in my checkbook, all written out.
Debbie: Okay, I was just making sure I wasn't crazy. Just drop it by whenever you get a chance, no biggie!

Thanks, Debbie, you're a peach!

Happy Haircut!