I Stand Corrected ~and~ Goodbye Frizzies!

Okay, I’ve changed my mind.  It’s a woman’s prerogative, you know.  I watched Dancing With The Stars last night, and it gets the Official DCRmom Seal of Approval.  I’m glad I finally coerced my DVR to record one of the competitions.  They are SO much better than the results shows.

Being a 90210 fan, I’m totally rooting for Jennie Garth.  Then that guy, the racecar driver, how much fun is he!?  And Marie Osmond.  I love her too.

But truly.  Wayne Newton HAS to go.  Tonight.  Pleeeeeeeeease, America.


The frizzies?  Buh-Bye.

Are you sitting down?  Look at THIS.

I’m not looking down.  That shot is straight-on.  Here, look at it from the side.  Just ignore the shadow of my big schnoz.  (Anyone have photo tips on eliminating these pesky shadows?)

And, what the heck, here’s the other side.


Hubs isn’t sure what to think of this.  My hair has NEVER been this short.  He’s just lucky I didn’t shave it.  I would have if she’d told me to.  Fortunately she thought this would take care of the problem just as well.  (She, being the hairdresser, of course.) 

This was totally spur of the moment.  I took my kids to get their hair cut last night, and I showed her my frizzed-out hair, and she started looking at it and giving me advice.  She was dying to get her hands on it, so I told her to go for it.  As they say, third time’s a charm!

Now I just have to stay away from the flat iron, and I’ll be all set.  The stars are aligned, and all is right with the world.