Saturday, May 3, 2008

It's Not the Pob

So, after my wedding I cut all my hair off. Well only about 4 inches. I absolutely loved it, but about 2 weeks into it, something just wasn't quite right. So, I went on for another month just trying to figure out what if anything I could do to make the situation better. I tried different products, brushes, flat irons, curling irons - and no luck.

I finally got the idea - the Pob. You know - the Victoria Beckham hair do? Well, I wanted that, but longer. I took it to my most favorite hair lady, Karyl, and she said she refused to Pob me. I pleaded with her for a good 10 minutes and then Stacey, another stylish, said no too. They had just returned from a hair show (they have these??) and said all Matrix and Redken and all the other demo stations were cutting swing bobs and it was getting old.

So after discussing what I loved (the front) and hated (the back), Karyl just decided to go for it. And I have to say, this is the best hair cut she has ever given me in the 2 years I've been going to her. I like to think of having "grown up hair" and I've never had that before...sweet!

Hurray to short hair, and being all sexy and what not - as I think this is a definite upgrade!

Sunday, April 27, 2008

You Know You're Old...

When you schedule a Asshole party. Yea, remember in college when every night was asshole night. I'd proudly take my place as president and dish out my drinks to all the suckers below me. I could down 2-3 beers a hour.

Well last night, Jeff and I headed out our friends Bryan and Crystals house for a rousing game of Asshole. Keep in mind, this was scheduled BEFORE our wedding. I headed out to the grocery store early to pick up a few things as I was making a macaroni salad, and gooey butter cake. I thought to myself I would drink that much - picking up myself a 6 pack of the Blue Moon Honeymoon - it's so good, and Jeff a 12 pack of Amberbock. I had finished 4 of my 6 even before the game got started, so we had to run out and get me another pack. By the time we played about 10 rounds, I was ready for bed - at 11:30! I averaged 1.5 beers an hour according to Jeff and he wasn't in any better shape - he only drank about 8 of his 12. We didn't end up getting home till about 1ish, but still, what happened to the days of playing every night and then going to class? Man, things have certainly changed.