and the kids:
. . .even Grammy's dog Caleb decided he was ready for a change:
I can't take it any longer! I feel like I have breached blogger confidence.
IT WAS A WIG!
Thank you to all of the sweet people who supported me in my fake hair style. I did get a haircut, but it was just my normal, boring cut, a trim with long layers. It's kind of bugging me because I think it looks like a slightly longer version of Ace Young's hair, may he rest in peace.
I am such a chicken with my hair, I could NEVER get a cut like that even if I wanted to. I did toy with the idea of bangs, but the stylist asked me if I would be willing to blow-dry every day (I got the feeling she already knew the answer to her question from how my hair looked when I showed up).
Daily blow drying? Ummmmm, no. NEVER going to happen. So, I look pretty much the same as when I left Small Town last week.
I promise you my blog is not a blog of lies.
I just couldn't let the chance pass me by to get a little revenge on my sweet, funny, husband Guapo. You see, last month when I just started blogging I was complaining about not getting any comments. Low and behold, 4 showed up one after another, all from him using fake names. One was just slightly disturbing. Here's the link to the post; check out Antonio's comment.
I had several hours of picturing Antonio, the 51 year old-American-born-turned-Mexican-child-predator catching a flight to our little town to seek out my children!! I was SO relieved when he finally told me that he was Antonio that I wasn't even upset.
I'm pretty sure that's how he felt when I got off the plane today!