I took out all of the fake hair today, and look like this:
About that. He has not reacted well to me wanting to cut my hair. I've had short hair before; in fact, it was a pixie cut when we first met. But whenever I remind him of that, he says, "yeah, but it was straight." Grrr. Considering he was the one who suggested I loc my hair, you'd think he'd be more supportive. He kept making suggestions about cutting it shoulder length, chin length, etc. It got to the point where I had to tell him not to bring it up anymore. I was so bothered that I didn't even want to blog about it because I was so embarrassed and hurt. I seriously wanted to cry every time he mentioned anything about my hair. And I am NOT changing my mind. I told him each time, but he apparently didn't understand that my mind was made up, and was oblivious to how much it hurt my feelings. I know it's just hair and that I shouldn't have been that upset, but he's my husband. I want him to find me attractive and I want him to support me. I also want him to get that it's just hair. And hair grows. And I am not my hair.
Anyway. I started writing with the intent to share my excitement, but now I'm feeling down in the dumps about it. I'm done writing for today. Be back with a new do (and hopefully a better attitude) tomorrow.