I've Got a Problem

So at my last haircut, my dear stylist sits me down and asks the usual question, what are we doing with your hair today?

I tell her, I love the layers she does, BUT I don't want the top layer all that short. That really she doesn't have to touch it, because I like the length it is now.

One hour later.

My hair looks good and feels good, but wait, no, she cut a really short layer again!

Now I'm sort of pissed. When I try to pull my hair back, I get this top chunk of hair that is just too short and won't stay in a hair tie.

I figure it's going to take another eight weeks to grow this misfit piece of hair out. That's eight weeks too long. So in an effort to make my hair grow faster I decided to take pre-natal vitamins. I had some in my nightstand from our two failed pregnancies. I remembered how long my nails and hair got when I took them. So what the heck, it can't hurt to give them a try!