One Of These Things Is Not Like The Other

Here's the photo I brought to the "hairstylist" (and I use that word loosely)

And here's what I got...

Tonester was very cute and had the kids all prepped with the praise before I walked in the door. He's learning. I had over 10 inches of hair cut off the back. There's some pieces of hair around the top of my head that are about 4 inches long.

Tony swears it's the same haircut from the photo I brought - but who are we kidding?! When the wind blows just right, I'm sporting the Carol Brady mushroom haircut.

At least my white hairs are covered for a couple of weeks... and so is my forehead from where she glopped dye all over me and left it. I'm the poster child for "what can go wrong will go wrong" as far as hairstyles go. Someday I'll relive the terrible "Valentines Day Surprise Gone Awry Hair" via this blog. For now, it's too painful to remember and I'm currently living the "Reasons Why You Should Just Leave Your Hair In A Ponytail (Which I Can No Longer Do) Instead Of Getting It Cut Hair"...