No chicken no more!!

As long as I can remember, I've had long hair. It's been a trade mark, so to speak...one of those things people always remember me by I guess. But recently I've been craving a change. Something needed to be done. So I dyed it all sorts of colors, cut bangs, and the like, but it just wasn't doing the trick.

So this morning when I woke up, I made my list of things to do and decided one of them would be to cut my hair. So I made an appointment, chewed off ALL my nails, didn't tell a soul (for fear of them talking me out of it) and did the deed.

Here are my before and after pics.


I was able to donate the hair to Locks of Love.




So here I am...rock you like a hurricane...er, well, something like that.

The process was great fun, and the lady that cut my hair seemed to get a kick out of how crazy nervous I was. But she put my mind at ease and was very sweet.