"Round of applause..."

Hi everyone. Yes Its getting close now, just over two weeks and I fly out to America.

So, it was time to go get this mullet I call a hair style chopped and hacked away to something more presentable.
Its been over 4 years since I went to a hairdresser, having long hair is easy, snip 2 inches off the bottom of the pony tail; job done!

I walked into the hairdresser and they told me to sit down, they would be with me in a few minutes. Its a small hairdresser, one I used to go to all the time. An old friend from school works there and he said his hellos on the way out for a smoke but had to stop, do a double take and exclaim "How much hair?!"

When called up onto the barbers chair, the girl asked how much she was taking off, I think she suspected me to ask for a trim and a tidy, until I pointed up to one of those usual hairdresser advert pics of a man with short, slightly spiky hair and said "Enough to look like that!" (and yes before you say it, i KNOW she was a hairdresser and NOT a plastic surgeon, so keep your cheap jokes to yourself *laugh*)  I was asked twice to confirm this is what I actually wanted. *Uncertain nod, uncertain nod*. She vanished for a moment and another girl turned up with the words "Your lucky she's doing it, I'd refuse to cut that off, its gorgeous!" Oh yeh way to reassure me.

My hairdresser returned and after confirming for a third time that I really did want to loose my long hair, she took out the scissors and started slowly cutting at the ponytail. There were a couple of other customers getting their hair done just to the side and once the tail was 'amputated' one of them chirped up "Well, that deserves a round of applause for being so brave!" cheers and claps ensued, and my cheeks flushed red

"snip..snip...snip"

I left the hairdresser feeling lightheaded and the wind whipping round the back of my neck but somewhat pleased with the result. It will take some getting used to and I still try to reach behind to run my fingers through it when thinking or to tighten the hairband because it 'feels loose'.

I got back to my mothers and she started making me lunch, finding it hilarious to mock me, until she said "Awww did you loose your hair?" and I quickly produced the tied pony tail from my pocked and waved it at her with a smug "Nope!", that made her squeal.

For those of you interested, here are a couple of 'before' and 'after' shots in the hope you will appreciate my pain and loss...

BEFORE:

AFTER:

That's all for now, see you soon America! with my smart new do!