sometimes things have to change . . .

enough with the chin length bob.  i can now get my bangs into the ponytail to which my hair has been aspiring, and the short hairs in the back.  unfortunately, not at the same time . . . but close.  yep, i am once again growing it out.  long.  if i'm going to be that dotty old woman who loses things like glasses, chopsticks, pencils and small pets in her coiffure, i need the tresses she said logically.

and speaking of glasses, mine are here.  ta da!!!  color me happy. i think it might be an identity crisis of minimum proportions. 

oh and my new passport arrived.  just saying.