(no subject)
I love my stylist. Mitch squeezed me in yesterday afternoon to fix my hair. He added some lowlights and some color on my roots, changing the color of the top of my hair from the color of "Big Bird's ass feathers" (Mitch's description) to more of a honey blonde. Paul thinks it's still a bit too blonde, but it's much better, I think. And he didn't charge me for the fix. And it wasn't his fault at all, he did what I asked, but fixed it for free anyway. As I said, I love my stylist. He's also really good, as in good enough that people fly him to LA or Boston to do hair for their weddings.
I honeslty can not remember the last time we played so badly at volleyball as last night. I know that I wasn't playing well, but that was because early on in the first game I slipped on some water and ended up feeling sore and grumpy. The roof at Pooley's leaks when it rains really hard and there was water on the middle of the courts. Plus the ref pissed me off a ton. He normally refs the A level games, so it was clearly below him to ref us. He wasn't paying attention at all, enough so that he didn't notice when we were trying to wipe up the water so we wouldn't kill our selves playing and would just blow the whistle for the serve to begin. Anyway, we for sure lost our 2nd place position.
Paul let me open one of my birthday gifts last night because he wanted me to have it in New York and that is before my actual birthday. It's a totally sweet new case for my phone. I had wanted a side sling one for a while, but it was never a priority. And it's pale green! So gay, OMG.
I honeslty can not remember the last time we played so badly at volleyball as last night. I know that I wasn't playing well, but that was because early on in the first game I slipped on some water and ended up feeling sore and grumpy. The roof at Pooley's leaks when it rains really hard and there was water on the middle of the courts. Plus the ref pissed me off a ton. He normally refs the A level games, so it was clearly below him to ref us. He wasn't paying attention at all, enough so that he didn't notice when we were trying to wipe up the water so we wouldn't kill our selves playing and would just blow the whistle for the serve to begin. Anyway, we for sure lost our 2nd place position.
Paul let me open one of my birthday gifts last night because he wanted me to have it in New York and that is before my actual birthday. It's a totally sweet new case for my phone. I had wanted a side sling one for a while, but it was never a priority. And it's pale green! So gay, OMG.