Okay, this is about as long as I've had my hair since high school.
In the back, it curled over my collar.
Ignore the background clutter; we have a total white-trash backyard thing going.
So of course, the Spouse Thingy had to do this...
Which lead to this, which I should probably keep
to make a really bad wig for myself
And we ended with this
Next year...cripes, let me not be sick.
If not for how much it would hurt, I would totally get a scalp tattoo, like a giant smiley face, right on the top of my head, just to surprised whoever winds up shaving me next year.