Day 31 to Day 60

day31

Day Thirty-one: There’s nothing funny about helmet head.

day32

Day Thirty-two: Again with the hat. Jack says I’m Irish by injection.

day33

Day Thirty-three: One time, this lady who booked models told me that if I ever wanted to be a model I’d have to have the bridge of my nose narrowed.

day34

Day Thirty-four: Same earrings. And TREMENDOUS hat head.

day35

Day Thirty-five: When I was downloading today’s pictures, out popped this one from 2002. My camera is haunted.

day36

Day Thirty-six: My head looks like a chicken’s ass.

day37

Day Thirty-seven: Warning: Entering Laurie Anderson Territory. Use EXTREME CAUTION.

day38

Day Thirty-eight: Jackson plays a mean bongo.

day39

Day Thirty-nine: It’s better for all of us that my hair is blending into the background on this one.

day40

Day Forty: I took Jackson to the zoo, but I have to say, people stare when you start taking pictures of yourself in front of the turtle exhibit, so I had to do a Mirror Project thing here.

day41

Day Forty-one: While we’re watching my hair grow we might also observe that stool in the background that cups your butt like the hand of God.

day42

Day Forty-two: It’s raining. We’re napping.

day43

Day Forty-three: It hurts like shit when he does that.

day44

Day Forty-four: Crow’s feet. Below that, a scar I’ll have to tell you about sometime.

day45

Day Forty-five: You cannot aim a camera at Jackson these days without getting an expression straight out of “Calvin and Hobbes.”

day46

Day Forty-six: What do you think of my Halloween costume?

day47

Day Forty-seven: Would you accept a pineapple drink from that man?

day48

Day Forty-eight: FLUFFY!

day49

Day Forty-nine: Twice in the last week, at two different grocery stores, the baggers have asked me, “Paper or plastic, sir?”

day50

Day Fifty: Sale Danskos! They’re kind of dorky, but then so am I.

day51

Day Fifty-one: Lesson one: no flash + open shade = blue photo.

day52

Day Fifty-two: Wake me when this hair is over.

day53

Day Fifty-three: A barrette! Because it’s really getting in my eyes these days.

day54

Day Fifty-four: Ooooh, a headband. I feel like Cher.

day55

Day Fifty-five: Fully in bushy helmet-head territory now. Plus, Jack hates this sweater. And yet! Despite these terrible obstacles! I had a good day.

day56

Day Fifty-six: Hat free with purchase of “Shrek 2″ DVD.

day57

Day Fifty-seven: Beautiful, beautiful post-yoga hair.

day58

Day Fifty-eight: Meet my new best friend, hair gel.

day59

Day Fifty-nine: Too tired to do it, but not too tired to talk about it.

day60

Day Sixty: Hey! It’s day sixty!

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