Auburn in Aubenas

                                             Hôtel de Ville, Aubenas

After several months of split ends, frizziness, and grown-out layers, I finally decided to go the hairdresser's last weekend. I was a little reluctant at first because let's face it, who wants to spend their precious money on hair when you can spend it on food and travel? However, after weeks of careful deliberation and weighing the pros and cons of a haircut (this is seriously the type of thing I think about here) I came to the conclusion that I was in desperate need of a change.

I went to Aubenas to get my hair done at a little studio on Saturday. Carolina came with me, and she probably regretted it afterwards because the whole process took about 2 hours. The hairdresser used a razor to cut off a good half of my hair, and before I could say goodbye, it was already gone. She kept the length, but now it's a lot thinner than it was before and it feels kind of nice. My super long straight bangs transformed into side-swepped bangs and my one-length turned into plenty of choppy layers that start above my ears and cascade down.

When all that was done, I decided to go ahead and change my color. I've never ever changed the color of my hair, mostly cause I thought it would just look weird and unnatural on me, but I really like my new shade. It's a lot darker and it's reddish in the sunlight. (You can't see the color very well in the photo.) I'm really happy with how everything turned out and I have a feeling I will keep it up for a while.

Well, even though you're probably all enthralled by my hair, there's not much more to say on the subject (to your disappointment I'm sure). I spent all weekend at Carolina's, and I discovered that I'm a terrible bowler (like a million times worse than you probably imagine). After 2 rounds I had about 40 points to my name, and I noticed several people giggling and pointing to my scoreboard. In addition, all the guys next to me had around 250 points after 2 rounds, so it was slightly embarrassing. Oh well - at least they can't compete with the hair! After that experience, I'm adding bowling to the list of things I can't do well. The list goes something like this:

1.  Accrosport
2.  Racing Video Games
3.  Speaking in a French accent
4.  Working a Casio calculator
5.  Keeping up with the Dollé's on snowshoeing treks
6.  Being on time
7.  Checking/Answering my phone
8.  Bowling

I am officially out of things to say for the moment. I've spent the last 15 minutes trying to think of some clever witticism to end my post, but nada. Unfortunately, creativity and English seem to be failing me more and more lately these days. Sigh, two more things that'll just end up on the list...