the one where i give up and cut off all my hippie locks

and now for another hair story that will alternately horrify and please my grandma...

so it's been time for a haircut for quite some time now. according to the card in my wallet, my last haircut occurred on june 6, 2007. yikes. unfortunately, the days of easily-portable, sleeps-anywhere baby dylan passed along with the winter weather, so getting said haircut has proven to be a challenge. i decided i couldn't wait any longer, so i reluctantly took her with me today to supercuts.

my plan was to go shoulder-length--something easy for the summer. the girl suggested that it was long enough to donate, which sounded great, as did the news that the cut would be free. only later did i realize that i could have and should have sought after a free haircut at a real and reputable salon where you make an appointment and they blow your hair all the way dry.

dylan fussed and cried in her little car seat, so i was more than ready to get out of there and didn't take time to examine the cut or ask for any fixes. it's a little asymmetrical, but all in all, i'd say it's not too bad, all things considered. i sort of have a twin peaks/audrey horne thing going on, except with a decidedly less sex-kitten and more soccer-mom vibe. (in case anyone else likes meaningless tv trivia, that actress also played luke's babymama on gilmore girls and pacey's inappropriate restaurant boss on dawson's creek.) my hair could be, and has certainly been, far worse. we'll see what happens when the humidity has its way with it.

baby note: since dylan slept the last seven minutes of our ride home, she thinks she has fulfilled her nap requirement for the afternoon. she's upstairs making wide-awake noises in her crib. the last time i checked on her, she was on her tummy instead of her back, having successfully rolled over that way for the first time. she's getting so strong:)