Photo of the Week - March 8, 2009

It only took about three and a half years, but Kyra was finally ready for her first haircut this week. Admittedly, it was only to get rid of some of the split ends and you really can't tell once her hair is dried, but she got such a thrill getting her hair done by Ms. Rebecca at the "shop".

Photo of the Week - February 8, 2009

After many threats, my darling husband finally did what he has always said he is going to do. He SHAVED his head! Kyra thought it was kind of funny that Daddy really now doesn't have any hair. Of course, now the silly man keeps complaining about how cold he is! You would think he would thing of this BEFORE he went through with it.

Ok, I'll admit it - that wasn't so bad

After fretting over the recent departure of my hairstylist, I got an e-mail reminder yesterday of an upcoming appointment for today. I really like those e-mail reminders - especially when I keep misplacing those little appointment cards. My mind began to panic because (a) I didn't have a sitter lined up, (b) this person definitely wasn't Michael and (c) what if she screwed up my hair and I hated it? I'm such a worry wart sometimes. As of this morning, I still didn't know what I was going to do.

So, I've been studying John Ortberg's The Life You've Always Wanted and this week's chapter is on prayer. One of the items that struck me the most was a section on simple prayer. In my own words, I summarize it as telling God what's on your mind even if it seems selfish. Guess what I did? Yep! And you know what? I got a good haircut and my two kids sat on the couch like angels with nary a peep between the two (I'm sure the girl thought I had drugged them). Not only that, this new girl is making some nice changes to the salon - including creating a children's play area in what is hopefully the near future.

The moral of this little rambling is (a) don't fret over change and (b) take it to God, no matter how small or insignificant it seems.

I am crushed!

Aside from my husband, the only other long-term committment I have ever attempted to make would be that of the one with my hairdresser. So, when we moved here and I found Michael, I was happy as a clam. The man just knows hair and what to do with it. Since I am basically fashion-impaired, I would just like someone to take my hair and just know what will look good on me. Michael fit the bill to a T!



Imagine my surprise when we came home today to a nice stack of mail. As I sorted through, I came across an envelope from my hair salon. ACK! Michael is leaving me!!!! Seriously, I am ready to cry here. I know a couple of the other stylists at the salon but do I trust them with my hair? The thought of trying to find a compatible stylist is seriously leaving me in hives!

Kind of makes me wonder

Today I went in finally to get a haircut and summer highlights. I really hate finding a new hairdresser, but I have been going to the same guy now since December and I decided it was time to trust him with something more than a cut and my hair really needed a highlight to blend in the grey hairs that seem to be creeping their way in (albeit slowly thankfully).

Anyhow, Michael is really awesome at what he does, but today his hair was a very odd shade of orange. It was like he had tried to go for red highlights and something went terribly amiss. However, he is not the only stylist I have had to have what I would call "bad hair." Maybe it is because they spend too much time trying new "techniques" on each other, but you would think they would want to be a walking "advertisement" for their services.

Oh well, at least my hair turned out well. I dare say it is probably one of the best highlight jobs I have ever gotten.