but I grow my hair long for summer.

It makes sense when I explain that when my hair is its usual winter length, I cannot pull it up off my neck.  What is more disgusting than very fine hair sticking to the sweat on the back of one's neck?  Not a whole lot.

I look dumb with very short hair.  I look like a boy from the neck up and a wooooooooman from the neck down.  There is no mistaking the rest of me.  I cannot pull off the pixie look, or anything similar.  I have to have girly enough hair to sort of match my shape.  So it's this or nothing.  The only problem is sleeping.  I tend to wake up with locks stuck to my face.

On days like today, though, I am grateful for the ability to tie or clip it up and forget about it.

Of course, in September, I will be dying to chop it off.  I grew it long for the wedding, and the day after Joey and I arrived in Toronto (that would be a total of four days after the event), it was halved.  I couldn't wait to get rid of it.  The updo was very pretty, but man, was it painful to keep it long all that time.  I don't think I had more than a trim for 8 months. 

I cannot think about anything except things related to how hot it is.  I am even thinking of switching over to the Windows machine so I don't have to have the damn hot laptop anywhere near me.  Thank goodness I made pasta salad (whole wheat!) for dinner last night and there was some left over, because I think I would cry if I had to cook something right now.

And tonight, (icy cold) drinks with Maria.  Excellent.