So where have I been, you may wonder? Well, I cut my own bangs a while back and didn’t want to show up here until they grew out. But they’re looking pretty good now, don’t you think?
It’s like I have to hack on my bangs every few years to remind myself why that’s never a good idea. It began as an innocent snip of a couple of stray hairs with Mr. Sorry’s nosehair clippers just to tide me over until I could get to my stylist. Then, like potato chips, one snip led to another and pretty soon the wrapping paper scissors were involved.
I was very cautious though and was admiring my fine job when that one snip went awry. So I had to snip a little more to straighten that up. Wetting my bangs made it easier. But, of course, they shrank up when they dried, like those rayon pants I have to give to Goodwill now. So there was my 45-year-old face staring back at me from the mirror with a 3-year-old’s haircut. I couldn’t in good conscience go out in public.
The upside is that this will dissuade me from cutting my own bangs again for a few years, until some day in my 50s when I grab the nosehair clippers and peer over my bifocals to snip a couple of stray hairs.
What a great readl You haven’t lost it.
Love,
Ma Bell
Oh, I’m pretty sure I lost it a long time ago. LOL
This was the funniest thing I’ve read in a long time! Glad they’ve grown out
Now I only need to recover from the compulsive habit of swiping them back into my hairline to hide them.
And here I was lamenting the fact that I never see any posts from you at all. Thought maybe after you left that comment about the S & M couple you had shied away….trust me, if I could work that story into every blog post I would. Can you imagine? Well of course YOU can, you were there. Me, I am just living vicariously through your comment, shared it with my Realtor, and we both were belly laughing.
Your bangs will grow back, I miss you, and have been there. You should be writing for a magazine, your calling is your stories…especially that one about house hunting and the giant painting…hint, hint.
Jen @ Muddy Boot Dreams
Oh, good idea, Jen. Maybe I’ll write that one after I finish my story about the big fish.
Your back! I can laugh again. What fun! In sixth grade, I was so intrigued by the teacher’s story I took a pair of craft scissors and snipped off my eyebrows. I had to wear eyebrow pencil until they grew out.
Could you have painted your forehead?
LOL … no, *I* couldn’t have painted my forehead, but you probably could’ve.
At last, you are back! I’m just so glad you didn’t use Mr. Sorry’s razor instead of his nose hair clippers so we would have to wait longer! Looking and sounding good girl. Nice photo ,too!
You make broken pots look beautiful! This is so your calling!!!!
You’re back! You’re back! You’re back!!! YAY!!! Bangs are so 2010, anyway.