March 09, 2007~~6:22 p.m.
BrownBrownBrown... in a very good way.

I just got home from the salon. I have totally new, old hair. By that I mean that I had her completely cover all of the highlights that have been layered in over the last several years and take me back to my own deep, rich brown. I have to say, it is gorgeous. I loved the blondish me and I was a little nervous about losing that kicky cute flippy feel of the highlights, but this... it's just perfect. And I'm every bit as spicy as a brunette, maybe more.

When I walked in, the husband reacted with, "Hey! I know YOU. Aren't you the girl I fell in love with in college?"

It was very sweet and he probably worked on it all day (knowing that one of his short-comings in the past has been failing to notice even DRASTIC changes in my hairstyle and also knowing that he *really* didn't want to do anything else wrong right now). I appreciate his effort and feel sort of bad about not being more up front and communicating my needs to him before the failure to meet them became a huge problem for me.

We'll be fine. We need to have a conversation. He needs to (at least) do a better job of moving things forward in the Franklin Planner he lives and dies by. Our communication could always stand to improve and maybe this will help us make progress in the right direction.

I feel better today. That date just fucks me up and having it overwith for another year is a very good thing. I definitely learned that I'm not ready to stop taking that day off of work and spending it journaling at the cemetery. It's what works for me and something I need to continue doing. Next year will be better.

~Alice

Confidental to Jerr: Thank you so, so much for your support.... and you are SO gonna love this hair, my friend.

And to all of my online friends who offered support over the last few weeks: I appreciate every kind word, every thought, every prayer. You shined light into my darkness and made me feel less alone. I'm lucky that this *place* brought you into my life. Thank you.