Hair Grows Back

That's it. I'm cutting my hair. I know, I think it's a good idea and then I hate it- every time. But ya know... this 15-20 minute blow drying business is getting really old. I am just too sick to do it every day. And I'm not yet at the point where I don't care what I look like. For the most part.

I saw this picture of Ms. Aniston on Pinterest. While I know my hair will never look like hers, I still think there's something do-able about it. It looks like she could blow dry it in about 5. I like it.

I have never had a dramatic hair cut by someone and not cry afterwards. Except Deena. She is awesome. The catch is I have to drive to Kennesaw to spare my tears. Good thing my bestie lives there. Makes it worth the trip. 

I think I'm gonna get some color in this wasp nest too. And get her to thin it out by about 80%. I once tried to thin my hair out myself with some over the counter thinning shears. So glad that worked out. I've noticed that hair grows back, so I am not afraid of the scissor anymore. 

I hope to take some pictures and capture some awesome moments that have been going on around here as soon as I can lift my head off the pillow without feeling queasy. Yike. This pregnancy is so much different than Cham Cham's! I threw up a lot with Chamblee, but overall felt pretty good most of the time. This time around I am so nauseous it's literally paralyzing. But no throwing up. It's backward. 

I hear the bunny! Time to start the day.

What a boring post. Sorry y'all! 

Until Next Time, 

The Guff