I graduated from high school in 1977.This means, like a lot of girls who saw the 1976 Winter Olympics, I wanted a Dorothy Hamill haircut. Alas, it was not meant to be, because I was told my hair wouldn’t lay right.
Well, I had to go in and get my roots done today, and although I normally, for about 15 years, wore short hair, I grew it long last year.I was retired.I figured, why not? Well, I was done with growing that hair back in October.My haircut today, though, kept the style I had of my last haircut, but tapered in the back reminded me of the Dorothy Hamill haircut from the Innsbruck games.
The dogs knew who I was. I have to say I looked and thought who was that? It’s, as Jim says, the first “nice” haircut I had in a while.
Now, just to keep it that way!
What is it about hair?
I decided to try to let mine grow out a little bit.An end result of that is I went to an interview looking like a rag mop.
Well, not really, but you get the idea.Time to visit my local salon, called “Cuttin’Edge.
I went and got my hair done today and it is incredible what a trim will do, and I also got my”skunk stripe”, as I affectionately call it,covered.It is amazing what a little bit of TLC to the body does to the soul.Even out of a” working” environment, you get wrapped up in a daily grind and even a pass at a mirror brings your thought to “tomorrow”.
Well my tomorrow was today.I went to my salon and hung out with a few of my buddies and had a blast.I find it ironic that you, regardless of length of hair, go to a salon to”let your hair down”, as it were.
Here’s a view of the back of my bob in training cut.We’ll see how I make out.
Got up early this morning and got the show on the road.Dogs up and they got their medicine, then their walk. Breakfast done.Off to get my hair done.
Walked a mile and a half with NO FIT BIT.I couldn’t believe it. Five months with a fit bit zip on every freaking day and I forgot to put it on.Boy, was I really ticked off.Fortunately,Jim came to the rescue to help me make up the difference by taking me out to a warm store to get some steps in. It is always good to know he is in my corner.
Will this happen again?
Not if I can help it!
When I was doing field work yesterday, I was on public transportation and sat behind this lady.
Yes, it was her hair, and for the record, she looked around 80.
I know sometimes I tend to look like a ragamuffin coming in, but if ever there was a reason to check the mirror on the way out, this was it. I like to humor myself and think I never looked quite this bad, but I know there have been a few scary mornings along the way, especially when I was dressing in the dark at Mom’s in the morning. Well, Mom isn’t an issue anymore, so there is NO reason to leave the house in this much, uh, disrepair?**trying to be kind**