Back To My Roots. Literally.

I did it. I have been contemplating it for like a year now. Maybe two. And on Thursday I just jumped in and did it. I went back to my natural hair color. A special thank you goes out to my dear friend and neighbor, Jodi. Who has to play guessing games with me to try and figure out what exactly I want her to do with my hair.

I have hair issues. I have said it before. I have never had a haircut I have liked. And it has nothing to do with the person actually cutting my hair. It has to do with how down right irritating I am. Do you know I have been planning on getting a perm for three plus years now? I will spend months going back and forth and debating it in my head, and then I will decided yes, I will get one. And then I will live with that decision for a few weeks, until I decided how stupid that would be, so I change my mind back. And then I start the whole process over again.

But, like I said, I have been thinking about going au naturale for a while now. And I was all set to do it at the beginning of the summer, but then I thought I should wait for winter. And then last week, my sister Kristy paid some mean Russian man $300 to make her hair orange and then she had to go dark and so then I thought, well, if Kristy can go dark, so can I. But I forgot that Kristy is so down right beautiful she could shave her head bald and still be gorgeous. Some of us just aren't that lucky.

I loved it on Thursday. I woke up on Friday and looked in the mirror and thought, "WHAT DID I DO?" And I hated myself all day yesterday. I haven't looked in the mirror yet today, so I am not sure how I feel. But I can tell you this one thing for sure. This color hair and those butt ugly blue glasses are not a good combo.

So I am gonna go take a shower now, and get ready, and see what type of hairy emotions today brings. And Jodi, if you are reading this, PLEASE don't take it personally. You really did a fabulous job, if you could just fix what is going on INSIDE my head, well, then we'd be all set!