hair today

Sunrise on the last day of summer. It turned out partly cloudy all day long with big fat sheep-like cumulus clouds wandering across the sky.

It was a day to savor, with a definite flavor of fall in the air, but a nice

kiss of sunshine as well. Some trees are even starting to turn, though not the neighbors' maples yet.

So I took myself to the hairdresser for the first time in three years. Here is the old hair, bed-head, to give you an idea of what she was going to be working with.

And Janette, I wear this wool and silk shell all the time. A Christmas gift greatly appreciated!!

And after an hour with the scissors and a healthy blob of a product called, "Boing" here is the result. DH is not impressed. The curly girl is not at all what he had in mind. I'll wash out the product today and see what I can do with the natural hair. But I bought a bottle of "Boing" because I enjoy the look, even if it does make my hair feel gunky. And it sure beats the mad attack with the nail scissors trims I've been giving myself.

Meanwhile, DH has quit getting haircuts until I got one. I don't understand that boy. Do you think it might have been a more effective thing to do if he had told me what he was up to? Or if he had just said, "Why don't you give yourself a treat and go get your hair styled?" I'll have to remind him that I'm not a mind-reader, and that I welcome his input.