Today was supposed to be "Cut It All Off" or "Shave It All Off" Day.
But when I got there, I couldn't quite do it. Part of it is my mother saying "Don't do anything drastic, wait and see what happens." Part of it is vanity. Grace took me to her hairdresser in Arlington and introduced me to her very nice hairdresser, Kathy. So Kathy only cut it to my ears. The back is very short, shorter than the sides. I love my regular hairdresser, Sue at Personal Best (if you click on the link, it's a picture of George cutting hair, but you can see Sue in the upper right hand corner). But I have known her since she was a teenager. She has been cutting my hair for about six years. If I had gone there, she would have cried....and then I would have cried.
It accomplished what I need for now. I won't be clogging the drain so much and there won't be so much to clean up when I shed. Plus, if Cytoxan goes like the literature indicates it may....I won't need anyone to hold my hair back while I retch.
And there was the pressure that my bald head would not be as sexy as My Marine's bald head.
1850 1/11/11 - The Favorite Naval Consort popped up. I explained that it was slightly longer then a regular boys haircut.....he said his was still shorter (his hair is not as long as my brother Frank's five o'clock shadow).....I told him that I would likely win the race unless my mother was right and I was the exception to the rule.....he said "You have been the exception all along " That's why he's the Favorite Naval Consort!
3 years ago