Old with the old

It was time for change. I resisted the 'mum' hair cut where you lop it all off because it is 'easier'. I'm sorry, nothing is easier than a dirty, smelly mum bun.

But after growing my tresses for four years, and looking back on a sun-kissed happy face with short locks (stupid me should've remembered I was drunk in every photo on a European summer holiday), I thought, why not. And off it went.



Hair to my nipples

So long hair, you were weighing me down

My short hair... only pic I have so far (Thanks Niche for the great night too)

I can't tie it in a mum bun, it's floating around my hair in a boof and I have to wash it at least twice a week. But I love it!

Plus I'm only four years away from growing it back.

The final two envelopes

I've been beat at my own game.

After ten months of envelope surprises, Hubby has gone and trumped me.



And so it begun. My weekend of cards.