Still, when I went to get my haircut Saturday, my stylist convinced me to straighten my hair. She almost always asks me if she can, and usually I say no for lack of anywhere to go after the appointment. But since we had a night out with friends planned, I thought it would be fun.
So for those of you who have only known me with curly hair and for my family who surely remembers life before that, here's Laura with straight hair:
It's quite a bit longer when it's straight! Ken was a little freaked out by it, and the boys couldn't stop touching my hair that night and the next day. Brendan was sweetest of all when he said, "It looks beautiful." Nevertheless, he wanted to know when the curls would return.
And onto other Santa wishes ... Brendan has visited Santa three times in the past two weeks. The latest visit was in our neighborhood Sunday. Santa brought him the Dinoco Lightning McQueen (from Cars) and brought Ryan the car Hamm from the movie. (You have to think back to the credits to remember who Hamm is.) Both were thrilled, though Ryan missed out on the visit because he was napping.
Blogger is misbehaving at the moment. I'll post pictures from our Santa visits soon!
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In high school, my hair stylist straightened my hair, too. (What is it with hairstylists wanting to straighten curly hair?!) Anyway, it freaked me the hell out because it was too drastic of a change. I don't want my 'fro board straight, I just wish the curls were more relaxed than they are.
I used to beg my mom, mostly in junior high, to straighten it. (Remember that my hair was straight up until I was 12 or so.) It took so long, and then I wouldn't want to wash it. But when you're a swimmer, it's not worth the work when you know it'll all go away after swim practice!
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