My New Haircut

Oh blog I have missed you so!!!!!! And to my grand following of two - my sincere apologies. We were out of town over the weekend, and then I had a catch up day yesterday. It's funny, I really did miss writing the past three days. I thought I might find time yesterday and was really itching to come on and blog, but the opportunity just never materialized. Oh well. On to other things now. . .

I got my hair cut on Saturday right before we left for Leesburg. I still can't decide if I like it or not. However, it doesn't really matter right now because this is one of those "transition" cuts. I am growing my hair out. It's supposed to be an updated shag cut. I think I look a little like Dorothy Hamill. I think her hair was cut in a wedge, so I supposed the updated shag is actually an old wedge cut.

I am never happy with my hair. Well that's not true. It's not that I am not happy with it, but I just get bored. I grow it out. Then I cut it short. Then I grow it out. Then I cut it short. Then what do I do? You guessed. Boy are you all smart. I generally bond really well with all my haircuts and I'll keep them for a year or two, but then I get bored again and pore through haircut magazines all the while itching to go in and tell her to cut it all off (or cancel all my appointments for the next year - whichever the case may be). I generally end up with no picture and me trying to tell her I just want something different.

I had one of those "Posh Spice" bobs for quite a while. But then I realized that whenever I grow my hair out long, I always end up with a bob. So I look like I never changed my hair from when I was in high school. And that annoys me greatly so I go on a quest to find a long hair cut that I like. And I still end up with a bob. This time I am trying a longer shag. So I will wait as long as possible (like 12 weeks) to get my hair cut again.

I also always go back and forth on whether or not to color my hair. (OK. I bet I am boring all of you now, but I've come to far on this blog to stop writing, so I will try to think of a better topic next time - promise). My mom and my grandmother both greyed beautifully. And I am greying the same way. However, I have a four year old boy. I don't want people to mistake me for his grandmother. But I also don't want to be in the horrible pattern of having to continually color my hair. I have opted for color at the next hair appointment. And then we'll see. . .

I am the annoying person who wants a beautiful hair cut, but I don't want there to be any maintenance on it (i.e. no regular trims for me please), nor do I want to have to "do" a lot to it to make it look nice. Do you know how limiting that is? I also always want to have "the latest and greatest" in hair, but I never seem to really know what the latest and greatest is. So I end up with a bob.

The one thing that is annoying about my own head of hair is that I have a lovely cowlick. Right at my front hairline. So guess what that means? No bangs. May I just say - BUMMER. Really. There's a girl in my neighborhood now who has gorgeous hair and it was long and then she cut really cute thick bangs in, and I was so jealous. I am still a little jealous when I see her. I might have to tell her so. It's just not fair.

So I think what I might start doing on here is, after every new hair cut, I will take a picture and post it on here. We will count how many times I really do change my hair style. It will either astound us all, or it will completely negate this entry in my blog. What do you think?