I got a few haircuts...

No, that's not just me being unclever, messing up the already-unfunny saying "I got a few hairs cut." I actually got a few haircuts.

On Friday, I went with two other friends to get a haircut. I went first. I didn't *love* it, but you know.. sometimes you just need to put your own styling flare on the 'do before it looks right to you. Fine. Then our guy friend got his hair cut. Then my other girl friend got her hair cut. She didn't look thrilled, but she wasn't saying she didn't like it .. just that she "didn't know." Oh well.

So we all went our separate ways Friday night.. I got home and decided I didn't like my hair. I felt like I had a mullet. Too many short hairs up front, plus long hair in back = mullet. So I resolved to get it fixed somewhere else. I made an appointment on Saturday afternoon -- it was settled. I would be getting my hair fixed on Monday evening!

On Saturday night, I went to another mutual friend's housewarming party. My haircut buddy girl friend had chopped all her hair off!! Apparently, she went home crying that night and decided to get it fixed an hour later. Our sentiments weren't too far off from each other! =)

So yesterday, I finally got my turn to get the haircut fixed -- another small fortune later, I love my hair. I went from mid-back to shoulder-length, and it's a much nicer style. Mullet is gone. The stylist said it wasn't perfect yet, because there was still a majority-rule of short hair in front, but you so can't tell. It's fixed, as far as I'm concerned.

So I went from having really long hair and only getting a cut twice a year to having shoulder-length hair after two haircuts in a single weekend. ;) Even though it cost me an arm and a leg to go through the ordeal, I'm still really happy with the result. =)