Talk about a gorgeous day!

Provo hasn't had one of these days in quite some time.

[believe me, I've been keeping tabs]

Gar had his weekly LSAT test [prep] today & the lovely

No biggie, that's what wives are for--chauffeuring the hubbs

when they've overslept on Saturdays. Oh, I jest.

 It was nice to be needed so urgently, though next time I'd much

prefer being needed for something that didn't require my utmost

attention--ahem, driving immediately after waking up is like

unto driving under the influence, it is in fact driving under the influence...

of a nights rest not complete, guilty as charged--I'll be sure to let the

hubbs know that needing to be rushed out of the house is okay under the 

following circumstances only:

1. the house is on fire

2. ice cream truck rounding the corner of our street

3. flight leaves in 2 hours

but really only #1. I don't need ice cream and if the flight leaves in 2 hours

we'll miss the flight regardless of my rushing out the door.

On that note, [I just sound so cheery, eh?] today was a big day for me.

I got my hair done, in Provo! 

A little "updating" is necessary in understanding this momentous occasion:

I grew up spoiled. No, really. My mom does hair. She did mine, constantly.

To be honest, she probably overdid the hair thing because I was always 

getting my hair done and now I go about a month or two before I really

need some major work done. I used to gawk at people when they said

it had been a month or two since their last hair cut--spoiled.

With that, I moved away to college. Insert scared face.

My hair still grew, albeit in it's own time frame, but there was growth

nonetheless. Being far away from home made me hair sick.

Three weeks, passed. Four weeks. Six weeks and still no hair trim or color.

I was a mess. I needed a fix. [ridiculous, I know]

Enter best friend, Jen. What a heaven hair-send! She took me to her

salon in Logan and that, was my first hair cut from someone other 

than my mother. It looked great, for what I wanted.

After that appointment and success I continued to return to StudioK

until I left Utah for Delaware in the summer of 2008. I had a bad 

experience with one of the stylists in Feb. of 2008 and my hair was

still recovering from that incident the entire summer/fall of 2008

 [let's just say my hair resembled cotton-candy]

In December I decided it was time to find a stylist, by this time my

mom was having surgery on her shoulder [rotator cuff] which left

me stylistless, so my search began for a stylist in Delaware.

Enter, Elayne James and my stylist and friend, Sam.

My hair had been thrashed in Utah and it needed some serious

TLC, which Sam delivered. I also lost about an inch, which is

a whole lot when you don't have any hair. I trusted her though.

And I still do, because she's amazing!

Without a trial run or picture. She's incredible. 

Now that I'm in Utah for another year [and married] I figured it

was about time that I found a hairstylist in the area, and I did.

Shep Studio is literally down the street from our apartment and it's

really neat and modern. My new stylist, Chanel, made me feel right 

at home, as if I had known her forever. Since our DE reception

I've been progressively adding highlights to my hair in preparation

for this summer. Instead of going back to the darker colors I had 

when we were married, I opted for some blonde highlights again.

My hair looks GREAT! I absolutely love the color and cut!

This process of trusting people to do my hair has been a long one

but it has been so very rewarding to finally have people in the areas

that I live [have lived] to do my hair. What a blessing!

Now I guess the only thing I need in order to be ready for graduation

is a dress and my cap and gown...oh, and a diploma! 

Hurrah, for beautiful weather, new hair styles, graduation in a week

and a summer with my hunny in front of me!

Talk about a gorgeous day!

Provo hasn't had one of these days in quite some time.

[believe me, I've been keeping tabs]

Gar had his weekly LSAT test [prep] today & the lovely

No biggie, that's what wives are for--chauffeuring the hubbs

when they've overslept on Saturdays. Oh, I jest.

 It was nice to be needed so urgently, though next time I'd much

prefer being needed for something that didn't require my utmost

attention--ahem, driving immediately after waking up is like

unto driving under the influence, it is in fact driving under the influence...

of a nights rest not complete, guilty as charged--I'll be sure to let the

hubbs know that needing to be rushed out of the house is okay under the 

following circumstances only:

1. the house is on fire

2. ice cream truck rounding the corner of our street

3. flight leaves in 2 hours

but really only #1. I don't need ice cream and if the flight leaves in 2 hours

we'll miss the flight regardless of my rushing out the door.

On that note, [I just sound so cheery, eh?] today was a big day for me.

I got my hair done, in Provo! 

A little "updating" is necessary in understanding this momentous occasion:

I grew up spoiled. No, really. My mom does hair. She did mine, constantly.

To be honest, she probably overdid the hair thing because I was always 

getting my hair done and now I go about a month or two before I really

need some major work done. I used to gawk at people when they said

it had been a month or two since their last hair cut--spoiled.

With that, I moved away to college. Insert scared face.

My hair still grew, albeit in it's own time frame, but there was growth

nonetheless. Being far away from home made me hair sick.

Three weeks, passed. Four weeks. Six weeks and still no hair trim or color.

I was a mess. I needed a fix. [ridiculous, I know]

Enter best friend, Jen. What a heaven hair-send! She took me to her

salon in Logan and that, was my first hair cut from someone other 

than my mother. It looked great, for what I wanted.

After that appointment and success I continued to return to StudioK

until I left Utah for Delaware in the summer of 2008. I had a bad 

experience with one of the stylists in Feb. of 2008 and my hair was

still recovering from that incident the entire summer/fall of 2008

 [let's just say my hair resembled cotton-candy]

In December I decided it was time to find a stylist, by this time my

mom was having surgery on her shoulder [rotator cuff] which left

me stylistless, so my search began for a stylist in Delaware.

Enter, Elayne James and my stylist and friend, Sam.

My hair had been thrashed in Utah and it needed some serious

TLC, which Sam delivered. I also lost about an inch, which is

a whole lot when you don't have any hair. I trusted her though.

And I still do, because she's amazing!

Without a trial run or picture. She's incredible. 

Now that I'm in Utah for another year [and married] I figured it

was about time that I found a hairstylist in the area, and I did.

Shep Studio is literally down the street from our apartment and it's

really neat and modern. My new stylist, Chanel, made me feel right 

at home, as if I had known her forever. Since our DE reception

I've been progressively adding highlights to my hair in preparation

for this summer. Instead of going back to the darker colors I had 

when we were married, I opted for some blonde highlights again.

My hair looks GREAT! I absolutely love the color and cut!

This process of trusting people to do my hair has been a long one

but it has been so very rewarding to finally have people in the areas

that I live [have lived] to do my hair. What a blessing!

Now I guess the only thing I need in order to be ready for graduation

is a dress and my cap and gown...oh, and a diploma! 

Hurrah, for beautiful weather, new hair styles, graduation in a week

and a summer with my hunny in front of me!