I never realized how incredibly hard it is to take a self pic in the mirror. You should see all the angles I got. So this may not be the best, most talent-rich picture I've ever taken, but it's an okay shot of my hair, which I just got cut into a shorter, more manageable and healthier style. My husband has been laughing at my hair quite a bit lately. Laughing in a kind of way that says "I love you *despite* that hair". And the other night he said he was going to "help me spend some of my Christmas money", and told me to make a hair appointment. So, I am on my way towards being more in line with ONE of my new year's goals from my last post--pleasing my husband with my appearance. He really loves this cut. I shouldn't be surprised--my dad and mom, pretty much the entire family I grew up with likes my hair shorter rather than longer. And it's not really that I blame them--my hair grows with a sort of "halo" of frizz and underneath lies this weird combination of ringlets, waves, and a few stick straight pieces. So, as much as I would love to have long, Cindy Crawford hair, it's just not in the genes for me. Mine is more like Michael Bolton hair, before the appropriate haircut. For right now at least, I am accepting my hair lot in life and keeping it contained.
I hope you and your families have a great, productive year full of blessings and listening to the Lord's voice. Happy New Year!!