Feeling sassy

 It's been months since I've had my hair done. Too long. It was shaggy and dark and hideous. For real. I hardly washed it last week. Had a little bout with a kidney stone that landed me in the hospital and then in bed for way too long. Dreadlocks began to form. It added to the hideousness. So this week I am out of bed and actually showering. I looked in the mirror Monday morning and had one of those moments, the kind where I just couldn't stand it any longer. My hair that is. So I called my bestie Emily and she was more than happy to work a little miracle on me. And here it is. My brand new hair. I know, you are thinking it does not look any different than my old hair. But you would be wrong. Because I got brave and cut me some bangs. Bangs! I have not had bangs since 1992 and there was a lot of hairspray and teasing involved to perfect those babies. But not these, my friends. These bangs are lovely with my hair down or up. They do not require hairspray or teasing. They make me feel sassy. And with long hair there is only so much a girl can do to change it up a little. And sometimes a little change is exactly what a girl needs.