Goodbye Five Inches

I didn't waste any time in taking advantage of the arrival of my mother in law.

After my husband went dashing out the door this morning, because he was running late to work; my mother in law, myself and the munchkin bundled up and headed out to enjoy a leisure breakfast at the nearby, breakfast cafe.

I was even treated to this morning as my mother in law picked up the tab. Thank you again!

After breakfast, I got the little one all bundled up in her stroller and we had situated ourselves back out into the cold...I headed straight for the beauty parlor, waved goodbye to my daughter and 'Grandma' and surrendered myself to the sanctity of the salon.

I decided to try a new place this time. And it was nice because the hair stylist I got was fantastic...not only in her ability, but with the stories she told.

I sat and relaxed as she gave each strand of hair on my head personal, undivided attention and I listened as she ranted and raved about all of her different friends and their going-ons in their life regarding babies and relationships and strict family rules and desires and hopes for her future and on and on and on...

When I stepped away from the chair I had been so comfortable in, I noticed a pile of hair lying on the floor...

Good riddance! Goodbye five inches...

My hair has bounce and life and style back into it now...I feel so rejuvenated!