Mom Hair

I've managed to create a small amount of drama in my life. 

If you are wise, you shouldn't let your husband (or mine) cut your hair.  That sentence makes me chuckle.  Let implies Jon actually wanted to cut my hair, maybe was even begging for the chance.  This, dear reader, was simply not the case. 

I got my hair cut, and it was okay, except it looked super country.  Like I was ready to move to Tennessee with my guitar and start recording.  

The main problem was the bottom layer was just too long, and I'll be honest, slightly reminded me of a mullet.  All I needed was one inch trimmed off the bottom, and wah-lah!  A great haircut! 

This is the part of the story where my dear husband enters.  I tell him all of this and he half listens, but he usually isn't too interested in my made-up drama.  I hint around at how it would look great if only I could get the bottom layer trimmed up some. 

He turns a deaf ear.  

Finally I insist he takes a go at it.  He reluctantly agrees, all the while saying things like, "I'm really not comfortable with this" and "you should just go back when they open tomorrow".  Now I turn a deaf ear.  'Surely you can do it!', I think.  'You are a jack of all trades!  Nothing is out of your  prowess!'

Let me tell you, giving your husband a pep talk in your mind about how amazing he is will not get you a great hair cut.  Suprised?  No, I didn't think you would be.  Now my hair is butchered and I have the audacity to be upset by it. That part probably takes the cake.  Did I really think he would turn into Nick Arrojo?

I went and got it cut last night and tried to go short.  I think my hesitancy with short hair came across when I was describing what I wanted, because I came out with a mix-mangle, shorty and curly in the back, long and funky on the sides hair cut.  Still unsatissfied, I drug my kids back in with me today and basically just asked for some kind of mom hair cut.  Do you know the one I'm talking about?  It's the one where you just shower and you are done.  Gone are the days when you have an extra 15 minutes to get ready.  Gone is your will to plug in any kind of device to help you along. 

Now after 5 hair cuts (I don't know if you were counting, but I also cut some myself somewhere in that process) I've got really short, kinda curly hair.  I'm not sure that I like it yet, but it's exactly what I needed.