Saturday, June 12, 2010
I cut my hair
almost two weeks ago. I had about 80% of the people I talked to before hand warn me that I would regret it, and cry myself to sleep, or go some kinda crazy. But I cut it. And it feels amazing. The talented Ivy Walker from my ward chopped it all off, and I happily held the limp 14 inch ponytail in my lap while she finished the rest of the haircut. I think for the most part people like it. Gideon likes it, (which is really the most important thing) but I'm pretty sure there are alot of other people who secretly think I look like a 16 year old. A sixteen year old boy. One girl at work told me that, and she was just trying to be honest. Honesty sometimes is kind of offensive. But hey- at least it only takes me about 5 minutes to get ready every day! Woot.