Locks of Love

So, I've always been too small to donate blood, too much of a pansy to donate plasma, and nobody has ever asked me to donate a kidney... but... I'm very good at growing long locks of hair. Over Christmas, I cut my hair and sent it to Locks of Love. I know most of you who view my blog have already seen me with my short hair, but just for the record of it, here's how it happened:

Before: Really really long hair that Lawrence could reach up and grab... not the most comfortable feeling to have your hair pulled by a 2-year-old... kinda yanked my head backwards sometimes. (I don't have a copy of the official "before" picture, but this one will do for now. My hair was Really really long.)

After: MUCH MUCH shorter hair! Let me tell you, it feels refreshing and light--and much less like a Tarzan vine for Lawrence. (it's not the most flattering picture of me...I think I sorta look like a hunchback...all well... )
The Leftovers: "Get that dead rat out of here!" Jon shares his love and support :)
Don't worry... it's gone... on its way to Florida! Yay for short hair!