Ah, the therapy in a good cut...

Thanks to Victoria....and her good cut and amazing color (I gave her carte blanche to pick something different....she said this was her vision!)...I am ready to face our week.

It is a blessing to find therapeutic value in the snip snip of scissors!

When the going gets tough...

Well, I was raised in my Mama's beauty shop in Mississippi and if I learned anything there, it was this: When the going gets tough....the tough get....a haircut.

Seriously, I don't think that was a lesson my Mama intended to teach me. But whenever I had a crisis (and you know pre-teen, teen, college-age girls have nothing if not crises!), she suggested a hair cut. So, today, I am totally conditioned. When I feel stressed, I need to hear the snip snip of scissors!

So this is what we did today....the boys went from this:

To this:

And I have an appointment tomorrow!!

Ah, the blessing of the quick fix!!

Fall's changing colors...

Well, we live in the desert. The trees are few. The fall foliage even less because the few trees we have stay the same year round! This is our third Fall without changing colors...so I decided to help it out a bit...

The highlights that I love, coupled with the strong desert sun and over-abundance of pool time chemicals had turned me blonder and blonder...and not a lovely shade...more a "yellow hair" look. Yuck.

So, a stressful week sent me straight to my hairstylist (all ya'll who know me, know that ANY stress sends me straight to my hairstylist...a definite side-effect of being raised by a beautician!) where I said "Do it!" and she asked if I was sure...and I said, "Quick, woman, quick! Before I change my mind!!" (Lots of exclamation points included!)

So...here's the final product...I still miss the leaves changing colors...but this helps a bit...


Blessings, ya'll!