Ducky Savior and "Before" Hair

On the way to work this morning, my mom and I had to stop so a duck and her 4 baby duckies could cross the road in front of us. I think adult ducks are seriously like the ugliest birds ever (okay, so maybe not THE ugliest, but they're up there), but a baby duck makes my heart melt into a puddle of goo.

Well, after the ducks passed in front of us, we continued on down the road, but my mom noticed in the rear view mirror that the mother duck had jumped up onto the sidewalk from the street, but that the baby ducks were too small to jump up onto the high curb and were still on the side of the road. Well, as if my heart wasn't already melted enough, seeing 4 little baby duckies desperately trying to jump up on the curb to be with their mommy made it melt all over again. So my mom did a u-turn, drove back to where the duckies were, and I got out of the car and picked up each little ducky and put them on the side walk with their mommy, who was wildly hissing at me the whole time. Ungrateful, ugly bird.

I reunited my 4 little baby ducky friends with their mommy, so now they can grow up to be old, ugly birds too. Good deed for the day: completed.

Anyhow, today I'm wearing jeans. I can't remember the last time I wore plain, blue jeans out in public. I wear them around the house quite often, but ever since I've discovered my passion for skirts, my jeans haven't seen much action. Today, however, I'm going to be doing quite a lot more walking outside than usual, and since it's a bit windy and has the potential to rain, I figured jeans would be a better way to go today.

Necklace and Purse: Forever21 --- Cardigan and Shoes: Target --- Top: Dijon --- Jeans: Buckle --- Watch: Thrifted ---- Rings: Handmade

And the picture is fuzzy. Wow. Oh well, you get the basic idea.

 A few weeks ago I thought I was going to get my haircut, but it ended up being postponed because my hairdresser got the flu. Well friends, today is finally the day. And let me tell you, I am nervous. I had bad dreams about it all last night, and when I woke up I almost felt sick. Not sure why... I'm not doing anything too drastic. This will, however, be the first time I do a permanent hair color. I've done a few of the 30 day dyes before, but there wasn't much pressure with those because I knew if I hated it it would be gone after a few weeks.

I suppose I'd probably be nervous even if it was just going to be a trim though. I have just never liked getting my hair cut. Never, and I repeat never, have I got a haircut that I liked right away. I spend the first 3 days after the cut wishing I hadn't done it. Eventually I warm up to it, but for the few days immediately following the cut I feel awful. I have no doubt that today will be the same.

So yeah, I'm pretty scared right now. Scared that the color won't be right, scared the cut won't look good, scared she might accidentally slice my neck with her scissors (OK, so not really)... you know, just scared in general. But I keep on telling myself: It's just hair. I will not fall over dead if it doesn't look good.

Wish me luck!