The change

This is about THAT change, though I might blog about that one day. I got my hair cut. Much shorter than I've had it in a while. I like it. And, I might even go a little shorter in a few months.

Getting a new hair cut is sort of fun. Usually when I get a haircut my women friends notice (my son-in-law always notices. His momma must have raised him right.)

However, my husband and everyone else never notices. Not this time. Hard to miss. So it's kind of fun, getting the double-take.

I'll probably decide in a few days if I really like it after a few mornings of having to deal with styling etc. Ya'll have been there, you know what I mean.

Strangely enough, I've never been a "big hair" person. I say strangely enough because I come from the land of big hair. I remember getting annoyed going to the theater in Texas because inevitably some big haired woman would sit in front of me. I think that was one of the reasons I decided big hair wasn't for me, it was too...everything.

My husband works with a big-hair woman in his office, and she's from Oklahoma. Are they everywhere? Share if you know one.