Chop, Chop

I did it. I chopped my hair.

Ok, I didn't actually chop it. The lovely stylists at the local Walmarts took care of that for me. But I made the decision to have it chopped.

I've never had short hair before...not this short. A bob's about as short as I've ever done.

Here's the curly version:

I think the Rev is secretly happy that since I've chopped my hair, I'll wear it curly more often. (It's much easier to manage short.)

Also, forgive the picture quality, but these were quick shots taken with the webcam.

Here's the straight version, with Wiggle Man in on the action. He's such a diva; if he knows a picture is being taken, he must be in it.

Also, I feel you should know that as I type this, he is boogey-ing (is that a word? How do you spell it?) to Black Eyed Peas' "I Gotta Feeling." The Backyardigans sing it and now, so does Wiggle Man. Oh yeah.