A day later...........

I get my haircut about every 4 - 5 weeks.  Normally it is shorter in the back and longer in the front - falling to about my chin.  It is in my opinion a style that suits me.

However - come the warmer weather I HATE hair on my neck.  In the summer I do NOT "glisten" .. I don't even "perspire".  I sweat - gallons!!!  and my hair always looks as though I just walked through a rain storm.  So in the summer I maintain the same style only much much shorter - no hair on my neck at all.

Ok - you following my train of thought here??   Well last week there was one warm spring day which immediately sent my mind rushing to heat waves and wet ugly hair.  And then I was thinking I am gonna have surgery - and I need my hair in a style that is easy to manage.... not a whole lot of fussing with hair dryers and curling irons

Then last week I was watching TV and saw someone with fine limp hair just like mine and she had this cute pixie cut (of course she was a tiny pixie sort of person, something I will never achieve and something I seldom notice until AFTER I copy the hair cut - or the clothing style - or the what evers) 

I booked an appointment with my hairdresser.  She picked up the scissors after my hair wash and was all set to start cutting when she said in passing "same style??" and I remembered - heat - pixie cuts - surgery...and said "noooooooooo I am sorta thinking shorter " mentioned the pixie cut - mentioned same style but shorter - mentioned heat and sweat.

She nodded and started cutting and I am watching - well watching as much as I can without my glasses (I am virtually blind without them) and opened my mouth and said "no I think you should go shorter".  The customer is always right - so she went back and cut the bit she had done shorter.

I realized I might be in trouble when she used the electric razor - NOT to trim the edges - BUT to actually cut the back of my head!!  She blew it dry - used the curling iron and her "hairdresser" magic, handed me the mirror and I swallowed hard.  She had cut my hair somewhere between my usual short summer cut and a pixie cut!!  

All I could think was 'W is gonna kill me!!'  

Bravely I came home........... before I even took my coat off I called down to the family room and said "it's really short".  W grunted.  I finally went down and showed him.  He didn't say much  - though later on he did demonstrate that he could still grab a handful if necessary!


I thought what fun to take a picture of this haircut  --  a SELFIE -- just like everyone is doing and post it to Facebook!!  (le sigh) me taking a SELFIE!!  I HATE having my picture taken for heaven's sakes

* First I had to figure out how to turn the cell phone camera around (automatically) so I could actually take a selfie............... 
* Then I had to get over the shock of focusing on my own face
* Then I had to get over the shock of all the close up wrinkles
* Then I had to figure out how to hold the camera at the right distance, focus and find the damn button to actually take the shot...
(it was at this point that W  - who had been watching the whole rigamarole with exasperation asked if he should just take the damn pic!! to which I of course said "NO -- I am taking a SELFIE")
* Finally I snapped the shot - can I say UGLY!!!
*  Snapped a second shot ....... and a third and a fourth!!
*  Finally settled on the 5th shot and posted to Facebook
TA DA!  I had taken my first SELFIE - how cool was that??!!

I will ignore the snarky comments from friends and family about MY taking a SELFIE -  I will also probably never do it again......... but I will share with you the one and only selfie ............. for prosperity