Hair today, gone tomorrow

Today was a good-hair day.

Very occasionally my blow-drying skills present themselves on the same day that my hair decides to be compliant. I decided long ago that the best way to deal with hair is to give it the final say. It's going to do what it wants anyway, so why make a fuss about it? But, like I say, very occasionally it decides to do what I ask it to, and today was one of those days.

My beloved husband was even moved to take a photo of me as I was leaving for work. I must admit to thinking he'd gone a bit soft in the head, but was secretly flattered too!!!

My crowning glory will never be the beautiful colour of Megan's. Nor will it ever be super-sleek and shiny like on the shampoo ads, but when it lives up to it's name, who am I to be anything other than delighted with myself for the day!!

Today I am grateful to my hair for behaving so beautifully!

Now, if only I could figure out a way to sleep that won't have it looking like a crow's nest in the morning!!

Gratefully yours.
xx