I heart hair!

Bliss = hair day!

Why is it that I long for the day of my next hair appointment?  I love it.  I speed to the Aveda hair salon in our town to sit in the chair to have my hair washed.  My hair dresser reminds me of a great guy that I knew in college.  I love the peppermint smell of the shampoo and can't get enough of the complimentary hair massage.  We talk about all things under the sun. 

Today's topic: why are people like Paris Hilton and Heidi Montag really famous?  We didn't really have a great answer, except to say that they should head back to The Hills and leave us alone!

I recently took a girls' trip and played hairdresser.  I know. It sounds nuts!  And believe me, it was nuts.  Especially if you know me.  I have a major germ phobia.  But, I loved "doing" someone else's hair.  I had a special voice that went along with my new "hair-ific" persona.  It was awesome!

Today, I told Russell, my stylist, all about my great plans to one day work at the swiveling chair beside him.  He laughed and told me many horror stories about the job.  We talked all about how people come in to see him with very unrealistic dreams about their hair.  Even though he cuts their hair like Jennifer Aniston, doesn't mean they are going to walk out with her body.  Needless to say, I'm back to being a stay-at-home-mom that loves a good hair day for the time being...not such a bad gig after all!