Once a Daddy's Girl, Always a Daddy's Girl!

 About 2 months ago, I asked my husband if he minded if I went from Blonde to Brunette, and also try to grow my hair out. He said the typical, "I don't care, do what makes you feel good." Now I am an old-fashioned girl, and I like to look good while on his arm and him be proud to have me there. Forget the old adage about it's is all up to me, I want my husband's opinion.

So about 2 weeks ago, I went and had my hair turned to Brunette...talk about hard to get used to, but I will say it makes my blue eyes POP! My daddy was at the beach and did not know I was doing this. The Friday night he came home, my husband and I, along with his brother and sister-in-law, and my parents met for dinner.  I was up ahead of the group and my daddy asked my mama where I was. She told him I was at the front of the group. I turned around and he literally fell backwards. He didn't recognize me!! His own daughter.

Last week while my daughter was home over Thanksgiving, I met my parents and Miss Brooke at a restaurant. We were sitting there just talking and hair color came up. He even told my daughter he wanted her to go back blonder and me to do the same. My mom asked him if she should go back "bleach blonde" like when they were dating, married, and for quite some time after. His response..."It would not bother me a bit."

So obviously, my daddy prefers blondes! And I guess I will be going back blonde in the spring. Once a daddy's girl, always a daddy''s girl.

(I actually told my husband that I think I am getting a wig! I told him I did not want to wait to grow back out and through the hassles of doing that, I won't it long now... and I want to be blonde again. He said one again, whatever makes you happy! I told him that real wigs were expensive. So we will see!)