MY HAIR!!!

So... my hair. Now I liked my hair, but I never thought of it as my best attribute. My sisters (Nicole and Carrie) they have great hair, no matter what their hair looks perfect. My cousin Kim is someone who could change her hair and no matter what looks great. My mom - I can only hope my hair will look as good as hers one day. Mine looks good for about 10 minutes, goes flat before I arrive at (__fill in the blank__), and then I have to pull it back to get it out of my eyes.

That being said. Nicole hooked me up with a cute halo (wig) and hat combo. This one will be great from the summer since it isn't a full wig, the hat covers part of my bare head.

The American Cancer Society has Wig Day at the cancer center I take my treatments. The kids and I went on Monday. Yes, as I am sure you already reliazed it was a regular laugh riot. Joe would not stop laughing and Kate didn't like any of them. We took a little drive of the American Cancer Society's office and Dione (a wonderful woman - god bless her) helped all three of us. The kids just couldn't see me in short hair (one wig they informed me made me look like Nana - my mother in law). If the hair didn't come to my shoulders - it was a no go. What you see below is the compromise. The kids have given me permission to get it trimmed up a bit -- but not much.