Yesterday the ear doctor and I were invited over to the home of one of our favorite families....the Rogers.
Over a delicious chicken casserole and whole wheat rolls made from scratch we caught up on each other's lives. For some reason we hadn't spent time with them since July....life gets busy, you know? Anyway, even though a little time had passed, things were just the same. Hanging out with them feels like putting on my favorite hoody, comfortable, soft and familiar.
We reminisced about our trip to Mexico eons ago (4 years), how much fun we had at their wedding (the ear doctor and I had just met...it was one of our first dates as a couple), and how much their adorable little son had grown.
On the way out I asked Amy if she would tame the wild beast that is growing on top of my head.
I so badly want to get a cute, stylish, and most importantly, NEW haircut. I want to look in the mirror and show me a fresh new person.
I'll probably walk out of her door with an inch gone....tiny layers if I'm feeling really brave.
I'm *such* a risk-taker.