In which I give my husband a heart attack.

 

So this is what my hair is like now. It comes to the middle of my back. It gets caught in things. It's heavy. It's wild.
And my husband loves it.
I do too most days.
But sometimes I dream of...

something easier..

something more badass...

something fun...

something I will love for 12 hours and then spend 4 years regretting as I grow it back out ;-)

So, I guess, for now...I will stick to my crazy mane of medium length hair and see what new lengths bring.

(Maybe this picture post will help shake my damn writer's block I have going on both here and in my real writing!!)