dear silly girl,
i cut my hair off a week ago. it was down to my lower back and out of control.
I expected to come out looking like this:
instead, i came out looking like this:
minus the bangs.
gran called me earlier today to ask me to come mop her bathrooms for her because she had become overheated and run out of air. she asked me what i was doing.
me: trying to do something with my hair.
her: oh, okay. well don’t be in a hurry. just come down when you can.
so i flat iron every last strand of hair and 30 minutes later, i head down the hill to gran’s. we walk in and she talks about how cute you look. you always look cute. even when you’re covered in mud. and then she looks at me.
her: so you couldn’t get your hair to do anything?
me: gran, this IS my hair doing something.
i hate it.
i hate it so much that i have another hair appointment on monday to change it. my hair is super thick, which is why it fluffs out like dora the exporer no matter how much i flat iron it. so, i’m going to go with a stacked bob. it’s been a thing for a few years now and will probably end up being one of those fad hairstyles that we’ll make fun of in 20 years. but it’s really all i’ve got left. if this doesn’t look good, i’m writing dolly parton and asking for wig suggestions. i may go big, blonde, and worldly. anything is game.
… tomorrow is Independence Day. it’s my favorite holiday. i love the fireworks. i love the flag-waving. i love it all.
what i love the most, though, is that it’s a holiday that Americans celebrate in support of our country and, most of all, in support of the men and women who have fought and are fighting for our country.
it’s not just a 3-day weekend.
it’s a holiday that gives us the opportunity to remember something bigger than ourselves. we can remember the people who sacrifice for us every day. it’s a holiday that has nothing to do with buying presents or stuffing ourselves so full of food that we can’t breathe. it’s a holiday that celebrates our freedom to celebrate and our freedom to do everything else.
i hope when you are older you will be silent and still put your hand over your heart when you hear the star spangled banner. i hope you will know the words to the pledge of allegiance. i hope you will tell a soldier how thankful you are for their service and sacrifice. and i hope you’ll teach your children to do the same.
i hope you’ll hang a flag on your front porch. i hope you’ll make a big deal out of getting your family to come over to celebrate, to grill out, and eat dirt cake. and that last one should definitely be a tradition.
you made your first dirt cake tonight. you helped crush the oreos, mixed the pudding up, and spread the cream cheese mixture in layers. it’s so sinful, it’s reserved for the 4th just because it’s my favorite. so just do it for me.
and do everything else i’ve said and will say, too. 🙂
Happy Independence Day!
tell a solider thank you.
p.s. THANK YOU TO ALL OF OUR MILITARY MEN AND WOMEN FOR YOUR SERVICE AND SACRIFICE! WORDS CAN NOT EXPRESS HOW AWESOME YOU ARE AND HOW LUCKY WE ARE THAT YOU’RE DEFENDING OUR FREEDOM EVERY SINGLE DAY. THANK YOU!