momof2redheads

Okay so now you see me as I look today. Yup don't adjust your computer I cut my hair. I donated it to locks of love so that they can make a wig for someone who needs it. 12 inches who knew! I am still trying to get used to it. I have been told it is time for the bangs to go. Can anyone remember me without bangs? I can't. I think I was born with them. lol. This is the new picture I took for my Longaberger web site. www.longaberger.com/TrishEvans just incase you want to check it out. I guess you all know I just had a birthday. I turned 40. Not that it bothered me it really is just a number but I can't believe I have been around for 40 years. Time just keeps going and going. I should say a nice BIG THANK YOU to my little brother Paul. He got a bunch of people whom I do not know to text me to wish me a happy birthday. I deleted my messages at least twice and they were still coming in. So thanks Paul! Your turn is coming is all I have to say! I have to get going and put some children to bed so I will sign off now. I promise to write more sooner than I did this last time!

Comments

Anonymous said…

I like the new look! You look GREAT! Happy Bleated 40th Birthday!

April 24, 2008 at 10:03 PM

Anonymous said…

Love the hair cut! Saw Mom today-she is not happy about going to work on Monday. Love to all!

May 4, 2008 at 1:06 AM

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