As many of you know I love my ponytail, well loved my ponytail. I love the ease of not having to do my hair. For some reason I got it all cut off today. I had been contemplating it for several months because it was starting to look like straw. Every time I get my hair cut I donate it to Locks of Love. This is a charity that uses donated hair to make wigs for children, young girls, with cancer. Although I will miss my hair I love knowing that a little girl somewhere will be wearing it. Spread the love, and I know there will be a sparkly eyed girl somewhere!!!!
Farewell my friend
That is ten inches of my hair
So tomorrow is the big day. I hate flying but I have to not show it because this is Zachary's first time flying. I dread flying I visually inspect the plane, lol, seriously I look for missing screws, dents, or anything else I feel may cause a problem. It is not like I am qualified to make these assumptions. It is best that I take my clonazepam and go to sleep for the entire flight. Zachary is excited. The last time I flew was to see my father before he passed away and I was too preoccupied with the thought of life without him that I never even realized I was on a plane. I miss him so much.
I have a huge bucket list and plan on marking off a few these next few days.

And a run across the Brooklyn bridge.
Any ideas for places to eat in NYC?
Have you ever donated your hair? To whom?
Do you have Christmas plans?