I’ve had the crud now for 11 days. Seriously, I had relationships that didn’t last this long. I’m over it.
My latest personal quandry has to do with my hair. It’s mostly gone these days (to reduce the wee one’s interst in pulling it) and what I have noticed is that the texture is totally different than it once was, and it is nearly impossible to work with (think Brillo pad) and I so don’t want to put a lot of time into my hair. I’ve been thinking about getting the Brazilian Straightening Treatment so that I can be the wash and go girl that my life really demands I be. Except, here’s the thing. I have a week to decide because my hairdresser is moving so I have to make this decision pronto (because she’s the only one I’d trust to put my hair in the Brazilian lock down). But can I write a book or two about body image and get my hair straightened? I don’t think I need straight hair to be pretty– I want straight hair to get some time back and not worry about the crazy swirl of hair on the back of my head. Yet, I can’t decide if doing it would be practical and right in-line with my body loving strategy of not being beholden to one’s looks (ie: it would eliminate styling, drying time) or hypocritical since it is altering what God gave me. Thoughts?
And this from the Happy goodness file. These eyes get me everytime.