I'm headed out for my official summer haircut after weeks of The Husband telling me my hair looks like Ozzy Osbourne's. He's right...since Susan's wedding I can't really straighten it or curl it and it looks like a shapeless fuzzy mess. Throw in the gray and I've not been looking my finest. Except for the hat. My cool black hat is the best "bad hair day" solution.
I still have no idea how to get it cut, but I'll just be glad when the middle of supper isn't interrupted by The Husband's Ozzy imitation: "SHARONNNNNN"! He must be getting me back for all the muskrat comments I make about his huge black/gray goatee.
Can you feel the love?
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