Going to a new hair stylist is like being on a blind date and I never liked blind dates. The last time I got my hair cut or rather trimmed was in August. The last salon I went to is very *cutting edge* meaning.... I had to remind them when they colored and cut my hair not to go to wild, I had an office job and while I love high fashion I was not working at a design house in NY or Paris that would welcome the latest trends in hair.
About a month ago I went to get my oil changed and walked over to an adjoining business, this salon/spa that I went to today. I had some time to kill so I walked in and asked for a price list, the owner was very welcoming and asked how I heard about her business. I explained that I was waiting for my oil to be changed when she invited me to sit on their porch, until my car was finished. So, a few days ago I made an appointment to get my hair cut. I nervously walked in to meet my scissor maker today. The stylist was sweet and down to earth, the salon had a "Cheers" ambiance and was just overall quite lovely. I left feeling a sense of community and an extra bounce in my step. God, I love a new haircut and a good stylist.
Ok, not a drug dealing hot mom but still a hot mom nonetheless.
This is my year, the year I become both hot(ter) and a mom.
I am recovering from the phlemy cough/congestion/cold from hell. The energy is slow going but gets better each day, the appetite is still MIA. Nothing really sounds good to eat ( with the exception of dinner this evening) so consequently my energy level has been low. I am so tired of coughing and blowing my nose. Speaking of tissue - I highly recommend the Puff's brand tissue WITH VICKS. Yes, vick's - it's quite possibly the best invention ever.