Man, I just casually mention I cut my bangs. Never intending to ever post my bangs. Ever. Then you people have to comment about seeing them. And I'm such a sucker for comments, that here I am posting a picture of me standing in my bathroom. Sucker.
Yeah, so the side swept bangs lasted for oh, maybe, 6 hours when I gave myself whiplash from keeping them out of my eyes. Really how do those Zach Efron teenager people live like that? No fashion slave am I.
So I parted my bangs and this here is the look that is sticking. Camera strategically positioned to cover my adult acne. Nice.
Now, not even an hour after I took this picture, I walked in on my 6 year old daughter cutting her 4 year old brother's hair "just like Daddy's." For those of you who don't know Daddy: Daddy shaves his head every Monday morning. Awesome look for my man. Not so awesome for my little boy.
I called Daddy and told him. He asked if I took pictures. I blog, don't I? So here's Boo before Belle got to far into her job:
Then I got the worst migraine I've ever had in my life. Like thowing-up-with-an-eye-mask-on-migraine. Double nice.
And did I mention the phone rang? Yup-heart was pounding, palms were sweating. We won a 4-day, 3-night cruise to a wonderful destination, absolutely free. As politely as I could, I asked the nice lady to take us off her list.
More New Years Cheer to follow. Just got to get out of this funk first.