So, I woke up this morning and decided that if I was going to chop my hair that today was just as good a day as any other. I lovingly washed and combed out my super long tresses.
Then we drove to Sacramento for Jimmy to do the deed. He was a bit nervous because I didn't really give him a lot in terms of what I wanted him to do. Basically, it was "well, I don't want side bangs, not a fan of layers, it naturally flips out on one side so do what you can with it" After putting my hair into 4 pony tails (Greg said, "Why don't you wear your hair like that more often?" My answer, "Because I'm not 5 years old!") and braiding them Jimmy got out the shears and I didn't even flinch. The girl at the next station over just (we're talking like 3 days before) got her license so she was crazy nervous for me. I just sat there calmly and listened as he buzzed off my braids. It went pretty quick and after the first braid was off I knew there was NO turning back! I ended up with 13 1/2 inches to donate to Locks of Love
After he cleaned it up a bit and evened it out- which took FOREVER- he spritzed some shine stuff on it and sent me on my way. I LOVE it! We walked thru the mall and I kept shaking my hair around because it's so crazy bouncy!
That's about it. Tomorrow I'll get the response from my kiddos at work- we'll see how that goes! LOL