In days past, my hair would sometimes cause me grief and frustration and on occasion, tears. But these days, we have many good laughs together. Especially in the mornings.
Upon waking, as I head into the bathroom to brush my teeth and neti-pot, I'm often disturbed and overcome with the hilarity my hair has become during my sleep. It really does have a great sense of humor. Of course, I have to take a photo and text it to my closest loved ones to help them start their day with joy and delight. And I am certain to send the best ones to Gavin while he is away on work trips, just to make sure he knows what he's missin' at home. I'm fairly certain none of my morning hair photos have caused much pain, sorrow or car accidents, but one can't be sure of everything...
I recently noticed my stockpile of amazing bed-head shots was quite substantial and I knew that the world would probably benefit greatly from seeing them and that keeping them all to myself would be pure selfishness.
I kinda think that my hair is still trying to pay me back for that time when I chopped it all off after a bad break-up with a boy.
Also, I would love to know if anyone can compete with the morning bed-head of a Brem...
(I honestly can't believe that I'm posting these.)
Taken April 25, 2011
Taken November 3, 2011
Taken November 4, 2011
Even Jude's bed-head is spectacular.
Taken December 5, 2011
Taken January 5, 2012
Taken December 21, 2011
Merry Christmas to you!
Taken this morning.
One more good one of the boy.
7th grade hair with my BFF, Maria.
I think I can see why my hair is on a mission for payback...