Better

I'm feeling much better today.  I'm not sure why, maybe I just needed to vent.  Anyhow, life is quite peachy again in the Dillier world, well, except John's sick. AGAIN.  I swear, if someone sneezes within a four mile radius of my husband, he catches a cold.

I'm getting my hair cut tomorrow. I'd been growing it out, thinking I could get it long enough to be able to donate to an organization like Locks of Love, but they need a minimum of 10 inches.  I've been growing this mop for a year now and I'll be lucky to get four inches cut off.  My hair hasn't grown at all in the last three months or so, so I've given it up.  I've got all these little wispy bits around my face that poke out everywhere, so I'm hoping I can get some kind of style that can work with these odd chunks of hair that don't grow.  Maybe I'll get bangs...  I'm sick of looking all frumpy.  Granted, I've always been kind of frumpy, but since I've been home full time, it's been all sweats all the time, and I haven't actually DONE my hair in weeks, and I'm not even going to mention the state of my leg hair (I wonder if Locks of love would take leg hair?).