I am talking about me, not Kenny (Kayla!). We would like to have more children...
Last night around 7pm, I got the urge to chop my hair. I wanted to do it months ago, but was told to wait. Everyone said cutting your hair when you're pregnant never ends well. It would have been fine, but I took the advise of well-intentioned friends.
I got online and began to look for a cut I wanted. I looked though my magazines. I had an idea, but I wanted an updated version of it. I called/texted/emailed friends and family to get their advice and opinions-thanks guys!
It can be a good or bad thing to have a mom that used to cut hair for a living. I called her up, and she came over around 9pm. I think I may cut a bit more off in the next couple weeks, but we will see how this works out first. It's not the exact style I wanted, but I like it. I just have to figure out how to do it.
Having my hair long was stupid. I couldn't just wash and go. I had to actually do it. It's curly, but needed to be tended to if I wanted it that way. I think I did it once in the past two months. It took me a good 30-45 minutes to blow it dry and then I had to use a straightener, which took another 20 minutes. I do not have the time or energy for that. I have always liked my hair long, but I need someone else to do it for me every day. (Sidenote: my mom did my hair every single day until I was well into middle school, I would say. I never knew kids did their own hair! She would blow it dry and style it 7 days a week. Wish she would still do that now, actually.)
I will post a picture when I actually get ready and do it. Today, the three of us are just hanging out. Pictures will not be taken.
Showing posts with label Haircuts. Show all posts
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1.20.2010
5.23.2008
Tough one to pull off
I know it's "Recipe Day", but frankly, I'm not in the mood. So, instead, I bring you this.
I have to admit, that I totally have a thing for guys with longer hair. There is just something about it. However, I am very particular on what flowy locks get my approval. Guys that have had the same hair since 1994 do not qualify.
Example
I realize that even if this guy had short hair, I would still not approve. It's pretty much a lose, lose situation for him. The shirt, the chain-yikes. And while we are on the subject of hair, facial hair is also very important. The poor guy couldn't even get that right. Well, neither can Kenny, but I still married him.
I have to admit, that I totally have a thing for guys with longer hair. There is just something about it. However, I am very particular on what flowy locks get my approval. Guys that have had the same hair since 1994 do not qualify.
Example

I do approve of the following (always and forever)
4.11.2008
Oh, Lauren
There are many many times every week, that Kenny just does something, well, Kenny-like. The statement, "Oh Kenny." is said every time, mainly because there are no other words.
I, myself, have had a few of these moments. One randomly popped into my head today. We were at Patrick's house one weekend, just hanging out. They all decided that they wanted to cut their hair. I, being the closet hairdresser that I am, said I would help. I didn't want them looking like fools using clippers on themselves. Longer spots here and there. Thank God for them that I was there to assist.
After Kenny was done with as much as he could do on his own, he asked me to help get the spots he missed. No problem. I thought that first, I would shave his neck and get all that grossness off. Onto the rest of his hair.Guard.was.still.off.the.clippers. I went for the spot right in the front, a little to the right. OhmyGodI'msorryI'msorryI'msorry. I just stopped. Kenny sat there in silence, like if he didn't acknowledge it, it didn't happen. It was an area about 3x1. My eyes welled up with tears (I am NOT a cryer). As soon as Patrick saw, he started laughing hysterically and making fun of me and poor Kenny's head. The more upset I got, the more they made fun of me.
For a good week, we would put mascara on the shorter area to "fill it in". You don't realize how well thickening mascara works until you really need it.
For some reason, Kenny still let's me help with his hair. What a trusting fella. He does, however, make sure I do his neck last.
I, myself, have had a few of these moments. One randomly popped into my head today. We were at Patrick's house one weekend, just hanging out. They all decided that they wanted to cut their hair. I, being the closet hairdresser that I am, said I would help. I didn't want them looking like fools using clippers on themselves. Longer spots here and there. Thank God for them that I was there to assist.
After Kenny was done with as much as he could do on his own, he asked me to help get the spots he missed. No problem. I thought that first, I would shave his neck and get all that grossness off. Onto the rest of his hair.Guard.was.still.off.the.clippers. I went for the spot right in the front, a little to the right. OhmyGodI'msorryI'msorryI'msorry. I just stopped. Kenny sat there in silence, like if he didn't acknowledge it, it didn't happen. It was an area about 3x1. My eyes welled up with tears (I am NOT a cryer). As soon as Patrick saw, he started laughing hysterically and making fun of me and poor Kenny's head. The more upset I got, the more they made fun of me.
For a good week, we would put mascara on the shorter area to "fill it in". You don't realize how well thickening mascara works until you really need it.
For some reason, Kenny still let's me help with his hair. What a trusting fella. He does, however, make sure I do his neck last.
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