i'm getting a wig or changing my name to ron (now with pictures!)

On Saturday I went to get an unnecessary haircut.  It seemed like a good idea. Sorta.  I explained to Hilda how I wanted her to cut my hair.  She nodded and gave me the impression that she knew what the hell I was talking about.  Apparently Hilda should get an Oscar, because she sure as shit didn't cut my hair like I wanted her to.

When she was done I just stared at myself in the mirror telling myself that it wasn't as bad as I thought.  I reluctantly got out of the chair to go pay.  My precious son greeted me with Wow you look like a man now!  hahahahahahahahahaha.  Hilda looked at him with eyes that said I'm sorry I made your mom look like a douche and lyingly told him No she doesn't.  That's not nice.  Ethan responded with hahahahaha.  Why did you do that?  I unfortunately paid Hilda and left.

I sat in the car and couldn't stop staring at myself.  I texted a picture to my husband who responded with this

  


I like how he added the douchey smiley face.   Is he a sixteen year old girl?  Seriously.  Is that supposed to make it all better?

When Ethan piped up from the backseat with Maybe you should go back to Hair Cuttery and see if they can make you look like a girl again, I didn't know if I should laugh or cry.  I went with laughter, because I don't care who you are that is comedic genius.  

I know people say Oh it's only hair.  It'll grow back.  You know who says that?  People that aren't in the midst of an unintentional dude hair cut while having their five year old mock them like a pro.
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Since I had a million two requests for a picture, I thought I should oblige.  

Here is my mugshot  haircut picture.  You can tell how totally stoked I was.  Also, I need botox in my forehead.  Don't act like you didn't notice.

Here is the side view.  Feathered 1985 bangs anyone?  You get the full mini-mullet view from this angle.

Commence laughing...NOW.  You're welcome.