Hair-ography.

I've been trying and trying and trying to come up with some type of topic for my next post. It has been too long since I made one. Not much is going on these days. My health is AWESOME and I'm still not working or doing anything. Just enjoying myself really. So, I thought perhaps I'll share the story of my hair. When I was born, I was a total toehead.

 (This is the youngest picture I have of myself on my computer. Hmmm perhaps I should change that)

And all growing up, I just had my super long blonde hair. That's just how it was.

 I never did anything with it. Not even in high school. I just wasn't that type of person--heck I didn't even blow dry it. Ugh horrible. During college there was a time that I was bored, so I chopped it all off.

I had never had my hair that short, and it was totally different. I enjoyed it, for a time. Then I realized I chopped it all off during winter, in REXBURG IDAHO. Not very smart. Very cold. Then another time in college, I was needing change, so I had my friend dye my hair brown. It was box from the store and he was no hair dresser but had dyed his hair before, so why not!

It was different, but it really didn't last long. It washed out pretty fast. Good! I wasn't so sure I had wanted dyed hair anymore after I did it. Then, just last summer, I was having my BEST hair days. My hair was awesome. I loved the glow it had and it was so super blonde and almost white. I like that.

I'm no picture editor, so that looks a little weird, but I still loved my hair. And then................ CHEMO. UGH. GRRR Frustration. I wasn't sure what to expect when I started my drugs, but at first it seemed like nothing was happening. And then about 2-3 months into taking those drugs, I started noticing it. My hair would get knots in it really easily. There were strands all over my pillow and just everywhere in the house. Showering was the worst. I remember after my surgery it got really bad. It basically looked like my cat had come to curl up in the shower with me. I was not happy. I wasn't supposed to lose my hair! No one told me those drugs would be doing that. It had crossed my mind when I first heard the words "cancer" but then it was never talked about. Now, I didn't lose all my hair. It just really thinned out. It got to a point where it was gross and stringy.

What you see is all my hair. Nothing is behind my shoulders.It actually looks a bit fuller here than it really was. So, I chopped it off.

You can tell my scalp was pretty bare. Well, now it is growing back in well. It's still pretty thin and I have baby hairs EVERYWHERE. My hair sticks up and flys wherever it wants. You've seen babies with mohawks and their moms just cant do anything about it. Thats kinda what I'm experiencing. Well, Since my hair fell out it is growing back in darker. :( boooo, i liked my super blonde. So, this last week I decided to just do it and dye my hair again. I even got it cut just a little bit more.

It's still growing on me, but this picture helped me to see that it really isn't all that bad. Besides, now i look even more like my dads side of the family. I know, you really wanted to hear about my hair. But it has been going through lots of changes recently. Just be glad I haven't told you the story of my cats..... That one is long. ;)