Red Hot Memory

Posted at July 2, 2009

This is Amy. Amy cuts my hair.

This is the art I look at when Amy cuts my hair.

These are some of the products Amy uses to make my middle-aged hair look youthful.

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This is when Amy decided I had to wait too long for my appointment, so she spoiled me with a glaze coloring.

Here’s the deal. Amy has cut my hair for a long time and she knows David loved red hair. LOVED it, nearly salivated over it. If he was alive and I walked into the house with this hair tonight…well, there would be some fireworks later, that’s all I’m saying. Before Saturday night, you understand.

Amy knows that. I cried in Amy’s chair and she hugged me.

These are my new layers, cut by Amy in response to “My hair is so limp! It’s too hot, it’s too heavy,” and whine, whine, whine.

These are the leftovers.

There! Aren’t you glad you went with me for my lunch time haircut?

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