Chop Chop!


Chop Chop!

As I grow older, I realize that as long as I’m on the “chubby” side, I must keep my hair shorter.  I’ve tried to grow it out several times, but it just doesn’t accentuate my very round face. As most know, I have a terrible habit of cutting my own hair.  I don’t stay satisfied very long.  I call myself a “chopaholic”.

My sister is constantly threatening to take my scissors away.  I keep a very tight hold on them.

It doesn’t stop there.  I cut my children’s hair, (not to the extent that I do mine), my husbands hair, my sister and her kids hair, etc.  But the funny thing about it is, I absolutely do not have a license to do so. Never went to school.  It’s a God given gift. That’s the only way that I can explain it.  It saves my family a lot of money. Yep, my coloring is a self job also.

Maybe one of these days, I will lose some weight and maybe, just maybe, grow my hair out again.  But that’s about as likely as me going Chunky Dunkin’! (instead of skinny dippin’) 🙂

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Karen, who owns a coffee and Christian gift shop with her husband, lives in a small town in Tennessee just slightly south of where she was raised. She has been married to David, their town’s fire chief, for nearly 18 years. Together they have 4 children ranging in ages from 10 on up to 16. Karen’s heart longed to be a mother from a very young age & is a natural at being a “professional mother”. She is gifted in many areas & is guaranteed to keep you entertained! In addition to all of this, she is Emily’s older sister & one of Angie’s closest friends.