How about a photo -- my hair -- this is while killing time at Starbucks yesterday afternoon. It may not look like a big difference to you, but it most definitely is to me. The hair strategically swooping above (and sometimes into) one eye is not quite long enough to tuck behind my ear and that's the closest I've been to bangs in about 15 years or so. I'm trying not to let it drive me nuts. The above-the-shoulder length is huge -- I think there was about 2-1/2 to 3 inches cut off, plus a LOT of thinning. I really do love it.
But enough about me.
Twenty-one years ago today -- right about this minute -- I was in the labor room, still popping Tums by the handful, preparing to hoist myself into the birthing chair from which I birthed Ali -- my second-born, second daughter, and second redhead. It was a glorious day -- much like today, though not nearly as windy. DH and I called Ali this morning to sing Happy Birthday!