Yesterday morning I went to the salon for a haircut. I love my hairdresser, she has curly hair and knows exactly how to cut my hair. It took me some time to find her but trust me I'm never leaving her. She blew out my hair so it was straight, soft, and lovely. When I left I was looking around thinking "Oh yeah, guys want me and girls want to be me." Isn't that how we all feel when we leave the salon? D-boy even told me when he got home that I looked beautiful and he asked if I'd do my hair the same way today.
Fast forward to today, I washed my hair and did it curly. It was cute but by the time we got home from running errands I looked insane. Now I was thinking "Oh yeah, guys are running away as fast as possible and the girls want to know where I got my hair done, so they don't go to the same place!" How is this possible?? As soon as I got home I got out the straightener and took out the crazy curls. Its funny how my hair can change my day and my mood. When D-boy comes home today I really hope he says his mommy is beautiful.
Here's hoping tomorrow is better....
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