See how easily I'm swayed? I'll happily post a picture of my new haircut rather than work on finishing my serious post. Caroline does have another ear infection, and the cold she had was quickly transferred to both Hannah and myself. I feel like crap, but clean up okay; Hannah feels okay, but has eyes like some demonic creature from a horror flick; Caroline is on antibiotics and seems to be the only one of us actually feeling better on all counts.
Work around the cabin is progressing. We have no choice: Caroline's birthday party is here NEXT WEEKEND! Don't ask me how. I just don't know.
This was taken this morning. And while you can certainly see more of the hair, you'll also not that I look notably less happy, and seem to have grown more chin-age. Part of my frustration was with trying to get a decent picture of myself in the mirror, and part with being sick.
Also, 1996 called. It wants it's hair back.
Some of you may be wondering, "Julia, why don't you just get Todd to take a picture?" And you'd be right to wonder that. Because on the surface that seems like a reasonable request. Alas, apparently this is how I look while watching Todd attempt to use a camera:
Extra chin-age, plus obvious annoyance and unflattering cropping.