June 7, 2018
Mom and I went and got our hair cut this afternoon. Mom said she wanted it short enough ("like a pixie cut", she said) So that she wouldn't need to put it in curlers any more. I thought Fran did a nice job, but was the first thing Mom did when we got home? Yup, she put it up in curlers! She said it was sticking out all over, and she's trying to "train"it. Uh huh.
I got my hair cut really, really short. I happened to glance in the bathroom mirror and did a double take. I've always looked like my dad, but now, even my hair looks like his! And now that it's so short, most of the still brown hair got cut off, and now it's mostly all gray. It's short enough that I could probably color it myself, but why bother? (Unless I colored it purple!)
I don't think super short hair is flattering on me, but it's cooler. I don't have anyone I'm trying to impress, and my comfort is paramount. So that's that.
Nougat continues to be very good about letting me treat her ears. She's such a sweetheart.