Out of my box...

When I came in to Burbank CA airport on Sunday to help my family with mom, my brother said to me right away "I know someone who cuts hair in Beverly Hills that is great and does wonderful haircuts". I've had the same feathered back hair since I was 10 or so. It's got longer and shorter through out the years but has remained feathered back since the 70's. WOW So he planted the seed and I thought about it for a few days. Wednesday I told mom I was going to ask him to call for me and see if I could get in by chance before we come home on Friday. Sure enough because of the writers strike here in LA she was slow and could get me in. :) I have really short layers so I have to grow it out but here is what she did for me.

I really like it, no hair spray, no poof and something different. It's so nice to have a change.

We are coming home Friday after her visit with the surgeon. It will be so nice for her to be home and recovering in her own space. Mom has been strong and is doing well as expected. She hates taking pain meds but is following orders. The specialist told us the other day in the hospital that in all his years of working on shoulders that this was his 2nd worst shoulder injury he has done. Poor woman. Were all taking great care of her and just passing the days with being mellow and waiting for Friday. She's going to need a lot of help these next few weeks and I hope when we get home the other half of the family will help and do what needs to be done.