Well, it's gone. Call me what you will... Mr. Clean, Kojak, GI Jane, Telly Savalas. I ain't got no hair. I have been shorn like a sheep. I did a lot of it, I looked kinda cool with a crew cut. Then Ryan shaved the rest of it. I caught glimpses of my brothers in the mirror every now and then. If any of you thought John and I looked like twins before, you'll flip now. My husband always *loved* when people said that. ;). I do think the absence of my hair will make me girlier, in the fact that I am going to wear make up daily now. And paint my nails. And I want BIG hoop earrings. Some other gaudy ones, too. Watch out, Carmen Miranda! I may just get a huge fruit head piece. You never know. ;)

I'm not quite ready to post pictures yet (oh, you better believe its been finely documented by my personal photographer), but I will when I'm ready. I placed a big hat order last night, so they'll be here next week. I am kind of anxious to hear the reactions of my patients today when I go see them. And the reaction of my kiddos. I did tell them last night, when they wake up, that my hair would be gone. They didn't seem too interested. I'm sure the visual will change that. Some of you may wonder why I just decided to get rid of it. Let me tell you, NOTHING was anchoring my hair to my head. You know when you pull a piece of hair out of your head, and you have a little white root at the end of it? It was like the roots were melted away. Nothing was there, all over my head. So why keep it?

I do have some wigs in the closet, as well. I will try those later. For now, I lay here, in the wee hours of the morning, with Ryan's beanie hat on, sporting the shortest 'do I could ever possibly have. And you'll just have to be here to see it, for now. Neener. He he he. :) (except for you, Jenny L, I promised you a text. Later today, girl ;))