Mischief Managed

And GISHWHES 2015 is officially over.

In the past week I have dressed children up as robots and leash-walked them, covered my friend in butter, taken my aunt to the house where my mother was born, eaten a popsicle for dinner in the parking lot of an after-hours taxi company, held a going-away party for a board game, vacuumed my lawn, yarn-bombed in the name of marriage equality, made a dress out of construction paper, and done at least two things that I swore I would never do.  And I have loved every single blessed, sleep-deprived minute of it.

I am so incredibly lucky to have been part of such an amazing experience, and while I'm glad to have the time to sleep and eat again, I kind of miss the event itself already.

For those who are interested in seeing what my team accomplished, links to our youtube and imgur albums are here:

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLk4bunM86dTludy89RIt24d38DaWfbtWg

http://imgur.com/a/fJ9v5

I'm not sure where there's an official list of items, but if you have questions about anything, I'm happy to answer.....

Off The Top Of My Head

Those of you who've known me for any length of time have known that I've had the same haircut for, well.... for a long time.

I was a victim of the 80's.  I had a bad shag perm in 8th grade (my mother was convinced that it would make me more popular.  It didn't.), and I hated it with a fiery passion.  I vowed at that point, in 1988, that I would never cut my hair again, and never suffer through an atrocious short cut like that again.  And I've kept that vow.

I spent most of high school growing my hair out, and most of college growing out my bangs.  My hair is naturally ramrod-straight, so I've had long, straight hair for my entire adult life.  Somewhere around my second year of vet school a friend persuaded me to dye my hair red, and since then I haven't really made any serious changes.

That means my hairstyle is nearly old enough to vote.

I've set foot in a salon precisely twice since then.  Once in vet school, at a place that specialized in long hair, to get a miniscule trim, and once about two years ago, when my hair was falling apart, to get it shaped and tinted with a temporary color that didn't really take.  Other than that, I've looked about the same.  And over the past few months or so, I've been fighting a back-of-my-brain urge to Change Something.

Since I use henna, I can't really color my hair with anything else.  But temporary dye could work.... though that didn't seem quite right.  And just change for the sake of change didn't seem right either.  Still, I wanted *something* different.  So when GISHWHES came up, I promised myself that if there was an item on the scavenger hunt list that involved doing something weird to your hair, I'd consider it an omen and throw myself on that grenade.

And there it was.  Item #166 - cut at least 10" of your hair off and donate it to a wig charity.

So.

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