Buying into the Bob

Last night I went to get what has turned into a biannual hair cut.  My hair grows as slow as molasses, so it's just so hard for me to get it cut right when I get it a length I like. 

For most of my life I have kept it right around shoulder length-which works, although I always dream about having fun long hair.

I went in to the beauty parlor with my hair a few inches below my shoulders and left with it a few inches above my shoulders-the exact hair cut I wanted, just two inches shorter than I wanted it to be.  Needless to say I was upset.  I spent last night and this morning trying to convince myself that it was ok-this would finally get me to take my prenatal vitamins everyday, but it just wasn't working.

I didn't want a bob, but I have a bob.  So I just had to decide to embrace it, and make it the bob I want it to be-I had to buy into the bob. 

I'm going back to my stylist and getting bangs to go with my bob a-la 2 of my favorite bloggers:

Kelly

and

Caroline

Here goes nothing!