Check Out My New Look!

I was waiting for just the right moment to reveal this, but today's the day.   My five-year-old Evie was playing Beauty Salon last week.  Sure she's had some problems earlier this year when she turned my hair into a bird's nest, but she had earned back my trust.  I volunteered to be the day's first victim client.

I was even enjoying it.  Relaxing.  Almost asleep.  Then, I heard the most horrific sound!  I have no idea how to spell that sound.  It was the noise scissors make when they cut hair!  I was frozen in shock for a minute.  Then jumped away!

Evie looked surprised.  Why was I stopping her beauty efforts?

She was so proud of her work.

Her sister was hysterical with laughter.

And I have a very hip new style.  (Ignore the gray roots.)

Now a bonus.  Here's my sassy windblown look.

The hair's a little too far back to be bangs.  I think that makes me a trend setter.

It could have been even more beautiful.
If only I had fallen asleep.

Grumpy Mom Goal of the Day:  Locking up all scissors.

Oh and while you're here, check out my awesome new blog look.  Thanks to April and Laura from April Showers!  Unlike my hair, this style is still a bit under construction, but I think it fits.

My Happenin' Haircutting Skills

Recently I discovered a new passion.  I love to cut men's hair!

It's something that always intimidated me. And now, with my very hip color coated clippers in hand, I feel quite powerful. Unfortunately, I don't  have very many willing victims candidates. 

My family lives out of state.   My oldest brother, dad, and even my mom happen to be diehard users of the Flowbee (those clippers you attach to your vacuum).   Seriously.  I'm still pondering this method, but for now I'm sticking with my clippers.

My husband is not very enthusiastic about my new skills.  He's allowed me to attempt a cut only twice.  I did confuse the light purple and dark purple clipper tops the first try, but I still thought he'd never looked better.  You can't be too choosy when your cut is free.


My 3-year-old Mase has my favorite head of hair, but is a difficult client.  Last night he was overdue for a cut.  After bribing him with ice cream, I still had to literally wrestle the cape off of his head.

Through tears and violent head whipping, I did a four-minute speed cut and--he survived!.   It was all worth it to see my handsome guy with a still large, but much sleeker looking noggin.

Dax is too bald for the clippers, but will be my newest candidate soon enough.  I thought I might have to edit this photo so it wouldn't be so embarrassing for my little dude.  But, his manly girth took care of that for me.

Grateful Mom Goal of the Day:  Appreciating my three crazy amigos.