Decisions, Decisions...

Alright lovelies, I need your help!

I'm in the need for a change, but I don't want to do anything too drastic. Yes, I'm talking about haircuts. I've thought about getting bangs! I've been looking at a lot of pictures and what-not and I'm really itching to try them!

I tried bangs a few years ago, and they didn't turn out so hot. I think it's mostly because I didn't know how to properly style my hair or how to use a flat iron. I've gotten a lot better with styling my hair, and I think it's worth a shot! I asked my Mom what face shape she thinks I have and she described it as a "full heart." I think that makes sense. I have a roundish shaped face, but my chin does come down to a point.

Here are the pictures I've been looking at:

First up is the lovely Reese Witherspoon. I've used her as a haircut muse before, and it came out great! I love the wispyness and versatility of her bangs. It looks like she could brush them to the side if she wanted to. However...

I love, love, LOVE Zooey Deschanel's hair! Thick bangs have always held a special place in my heart, but I've always been too afraid to try them! I don't know if my fine hair can pull this off.
I do plan on dying my hair dark again. I had it colored to a dark brown back in November, but it's faded to a light honey color since then.

What do you think? Should I take the bang plunge?!

Here's a recent picture of me to help you out!
This was taken last month, so my hair is slightly longer now.

Please tell me what you think!

Later Days!
Dani

EDIT:
I found picture evidence of the last time I had bangs.
Try your best not to laugh, it's pretty bad!
(This was taken in 2007!)
(How adorable is Joe? Seriously!)
See what I mean? God knows what a flat iron could have done to make that look 49274928347 times better. Oh, and just general hair styling knowledge. Looking at that picture makes me want to run away from the whole idea of wanting bangs...but I'm still curious if it would work today! Uhhhh!! My life!

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Challenging Week

This past week has been a very challenging one.

First, we had to deal with a hellish winter storm. I had gone to work Monday knowing I'd probably get a snow day or two. I didn't think I'd be stuck at home for the next four days because of all the ice. Cabin fever doesn't really begin to describe it. I finished my book, and our internet had gone out. So all that was left was re-runs of Real Housewives and watching different movies. I went to bed pretty early each night because I was so tired after doing nothing all day. Ugh.

Even more "Ugh" worthy was me getting sick with strep! I woke up Saturday morning with a sore throat and by Sunday morning, I was nearly passing out at CareNow from dehydration. I hadn't been able to eat or drink because my throat was so sore and I couldn't swallow. I got an IV drip, pain medication and antibiotics. I'm still a little sick today, but feeling TONS better thanks to the antibiotics.

Dad also had heart surgery Monday afternoon in Austin. Nothing terribly serious, but still-it's heart surgery! He's had problems with arrhythmia for a while and medication wasn't treating it anymore. The surgery went smoothly, and him and Mom are on their way back home as I type. We had a lot to deal with this week. Snow and ice, Dad's upcoming heart surgery, and almost everyone being sick.

The hardest part of this week:
My family had to say goodbye to our dog, Ladybug.
The past few months had been pretty rough for Bug. She had become blind and deaf, and we were almost positive she was diabetic. On Friday things got worse: she wasn't eating or drinking. Ladybug was never one to refuse food or water, so we knew it was time. I think what made it worse is that it was still snowing and we had to go out in it to get her to the vet. I went with my Dad and held her in the car. I don't think she knew what was coming. My little sister was upset that I was going to the vet with Ladybug and not her. I can understand my sister's frustration cause I will admit that I had been harsh towards Bug. I think I was trying to separate myself from her so maybe when the time did come it wouldn't hit me as hard. It didn't help. I still bawled like a baby, and all I could keep saying was "I'm so sorry, Bug." I acted horribly towards her, and I probably won't forgive myself for it either.
My older sister brought Ladybug home from a friend who lived around the block. They said Ladybug liked a lot of attention, and they weren't home enough to give it to her. She was a very energetic dog. Lots of love and life! She was a great addition to our family for the next 14 years.

I'm so sorry for how I treated you towards the end. It wasn't because I didn't love you. I just didn't want to hurt so much once you were gone. That obviously didn't work-I was wrong.
Rest in Peace, Buggy. You were a great little dog.


That's all I can write for now. It's hard to see the screen through the tears.

Later Days,
Dani

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