Liberty

for the last, oh let's say foooour months i've been in a funk. i just haven't felt so good about myself. when i worked in real estate i dressed up, i wore heels & got my eyebrows done. since the office closed in october, i've been doing the mom thing mostly. carting kids, making snacks. going to school. wearing ponytails.

so, my loving d thought he'd be sweet to me & give me the money to get a much, much needed perm. it was his mother's day gift to me, along with a carefully picked card. & that's NOT an easy task to buy a mother's day card for someone who isn't your mom, or your wife, or your sister, or your grandma, or your grandmother, or the mother of your children.

so fast forward a couple weeks & i finally have the 4 hours to myself to actually go & GET the silly perm. well, really i SHOULD have been doing laundry or groceries. but.

i walked outta there looking like a freakin POODLE. i mean worse than that. an ugly poodle (from the 80's) that has been brushed with a fine tooth comb.

i am mortified. even when i put it up in a pony it screams out the back of my head, a little puff ball of FRIZZ. no, a LARGE ball.

so.

i'm gonna put it in a bun & try, try, try to hide the fact from d that i HATE it. it's the worst hairdo i've had in ALLLLLLLLL my life. i CRIED & that's something coming from the girl that has always said..."it's just hair."

well, i retract my statement.