I rarely get my hair cut anymore. Seriously. Twice in the past 5 years. I've been known most of my life to "Rule with an iron ponytail". Its a cute phrase. I like it. But, what I would really like, is to get it cut off.
My last 2 haircuts have been donated to Locks of Love. You have to have a 10 inch ponytail to donate your hair to make wigs for cancer patients. It may sound dumb, but its really hard to do. It takes dedication. You really gotta want it. Especially in winter.
I have really fine hair and when it gets dry in January, my head looks like I've been rubbing a balloon on it for the past 3 hours. And then the hair either stands freely in the air, or plasters itself to my neck. Thats where the "iron ponytail" first appeared. When hair sticks to my neck, a white hot anger grows in the pit of my stomach. I get so frustrated. I don't even wear hats in the winter anymore because of how stupid static hair is. I just want to shave my head. I'll totally go Britney Spears on all your asses. Total Post-Partum Ape Shit crazy. GOSH! I HATE HAIR ON MY NECK! It's pissing me off just thinking about it!
(Then of course in the summertime, I get all hot and sweaty and I don't like hair on my neck.)
So anyway, taking prenatal vitamins is like miracle grow for your hair and fingernails. I haven't cut my hair in over 2 years 10 months of that on prenatals. The Iron Ponytail is loooong. It's got to go. So why don't I just waltz into Great Clips and get it lobbed off? The answer is easy. I have only trusted 1 lady with my haircuts for 12 years. Thats right. I got a lady. I should just schedule an appointment. But I don't. Haircuts can be pricey. If I'm gonna do it, I might as well do it right. Haircut and Highlights. Its the only way to go. A haircut is a lifestyle change. When you want to go from a 16 inch ponytail to 0, you have gotta make the rest look good. But my husband doesn't see it that way. Apparently child rearing is expensive. Also, he thinks my long hair is sex-ay.
Part of me just wants to go and get it done, but the other part of me (Mike) will get angry if I ding the bank account. And I just had a kid. Mike saw the whole thing happen so its not like sex is going to happen for us anytime soon. So, in a total joking way, Mike said if I didn't get my haircut, neither would he. So for the pure sport of it, I am going to put up with the rest of this winter and as long as it takes to see how long Mike can last without getting his hair cut. As soon as he cracks, so will I. Mike also has this weird thing about hair. He likes to keep his short also. Not only to impress the patrons of Culver's, but his hair is curly and gets all afro puffy when its long. But the bottom line is, he looks good with short hair. Reeeal good. I think its sex-ay.
So, he has his ways of getting on my nerves, I have my ways of getting on his. Marriage is all about comprimise.
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