I had finally reached my breaking point. Of course I do this about every 3-4 years. My hair had been the longest I think it has ever been and with it professionally straightened, it was halfway down my back. It was six months ago since my last Keratin treatment when I got the urge to peruse different, shorter hairstyles on Pinterest. I had to warm Luke up to the idea first, so I would just show him random pictures womens' hair as we laid in bed at night with our phones. He knew that now I had "straight" hair that I could finally go after some kind of style. Lucky for me, Luke tells me I look beautiful no matter how I wear my hair. (I don't know if he is really lying or not, but I appreciate the effort). I know some ladies who never change their hair because that's how their husband likes it! To each their own, but I like to change it up every so often. Thankfully, Luke is a good sport. I will never forget when I got a pixie cut a month after our wedding 13 years ago. I was kind of crazy back then. Ha.
Picture of my hair before I got it cut. Either straight...
or curled.
After six LONG months, I finally got the Keratin treatment again. Because it was so straight she was hesitant to cut too much off because it's not how my hair would naturally hang after I washed it.
I couldn't wash my hair for three full days. That was very excruciating considering one of those days were spent at the beach!
A week after my first cut I went back for the "real trim." I wasn't a fan of the blunt bob-Cleopatra look. I was feeling a little more bold since it had been short a week all ready. I told Luke when I left the house, that I might just come back with it shaved. I think I mention that every time I go for a trim now that I think about it....
Still figuring out how to style it but I am loving it. I will probably grow it back out, but that's how I operate. I love that's it's low maintenance. I can roll out of bed in the morning and it looks exactly the same! Sweeeeet! :)
That Stop Wasn't On My Itinerary....
So the Hogue's made it to Florida for our first official family vacation. It was Sawyer's first plane ride....and Simon's first plane ride that he can remember. We were excited....the boys were stoked. We had everything we needed! But it seems that Sawyer packed something with him that wasn't on our checklist: a big case of pneumonia. Yes, the little fella made it almost one whole day in Florida before he started heading downhill fast. Our 2nd day in Orlando we were in the Urgent Care south of Cocoa Beach. (By the way, to see a doctor more quickly, it helps if you vomit all over the waiting room in front of the receptionist. Little tip for ya) After chest x-rays they advised us to head to the ER in Melbourne, where they eventually admitted him to the hospital. So, we had 3 night deluxe accommadations at the Holmes Regional Medical Center. The little whipper snapper was a trooper though! The nurses loved him, thankfully, and made us all feel right at home. We were going to send postcards out with pictures of the hospital since we spent 40% of our trip there...but they didn't have any. Imagine that!Hmmm.....maybe its something they should consider.
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