Sam has dangled a carrot in front of my messy haired head.. once I hit gold at weightwatchers, he's gifting me a visit to a salon to have my hair done.
He is *very* into my hair being long. Hates when I chop it short (which I used to do frequently) Since I put the weight on, he's been in luck too. I've kept my hair long and not had it cut at all. Trims and fringes, yes, but done by me, at home. The last time I went to a salon was when my eldest was brand new.. so 4 years ago. And it was a 2 inches trim. Before that it was 2003, after our wedding. Almost 6 years since I've had any confidence in my appearance, or thought myself worth taking to a salon. That is sad. =(
Anyway, fed up with the heat in my long locks, I hacked over a foot of length off a week or two ago. Wearing what is left of it in pigtails to keep it out of my face. Hubby noticed that I look happier and fresher with all the old, uncared for hair gone too. So, the offer was made. A chance to summer with short, kid friendly hair, and to grow out my locks and keep them healthy and in great condition too. I'm excited to have my hair how I want it, with a non-chubby face to frame. Yay!
Just got to find a decent salon now (as well as shed those 10lbs)!