Me in all my glorious frumpishness.
Desperately in need of a make over....or at least just a hair cut. It had been 9 months since I did anything to my mop.
It's in a pony tail every. single. day.
(note to self: when having a child photograph you, stand them on a chair so everyone isn't looking up your nose.)
Well, you get the picture...and it ain't pretty.
Another farmers wife, and mom of young kids, a few miles away set up a hair salon in her home (after owning her own business in town for years). It couldn't be more convenient for me...Aili can babysit since it's not very far away and I don't have to take the travel time to get there. Less time, less gas, and I don't have to find a babysitter! I may actually have to get my hair done more than twice a year now!
I got quite a few inches off, lots of layering, and highlights.
It's brighter and bouncier.
It makes me happy.
My husband said I look 7 years younger and much less haggard. I'll take that as a compliment.
He also told me quite a few times how pretty I looked. I was ok with just looking much less haggard.