A Hairy Mess

This is not a bird's nest--it's a picture of about 3 pounds of hair I removed from my head today. Let me explain:
This morning I woke up with a bona fide migraine. I was so desperate to relieve the pain, I took two Excedrin Migraine tablets and flipped open the yellow pages to find a hairdresser. I was born with a full head of hair (when Jeff saw my baby pictures, he swore I was wearing a wig!) and I haven't gotten my hair cut in months. When I've got a headache I feel every ounce of hair on my head and it drives me crazy. I'm used to getting my hair done every 8 weeks at least but have really let myself go since I've been married. For one thing my husband has reigned in our budget like mad! That's when I realized, since we're trying to save money anyway, I might as well cut my hair myself. So I did. I took Jeff's shears out of the box and went to town. I lopped off 3 inches in length and thinned my hair as much as I could underneath. It was kind of fun and such a relief to get rid of so much weight! Thankfully my hair has lots of volume--the lighter it is, the higher it gets--so mistakes are easily concealed by the bigness of my hair. Anyway, that's my story for the day. You've gotta save $$$ where you can! Speaking of which, here's a picture of a gas station at sunset in Champaign...my relatives in Hawaii always ask what gas prices are here: $3.76 on average. It's harder and harder to raise kids when everything is so expensive!