so, i am sick. i feel like junk and it just happens to be the one week that i have a lot of hours at work. other than that things are okay. i drove to parkway center manually today and that makes me feel pretty good about myself.
a highlight of this week is something of a milestone for me. i fully understand blow drying. when i get my hair cut i am quick to say "cut it in a way that does not require me to use a blow dryer". i get a look that says "you are a grown lady and you don't blow dry your hair? really?". i ignore it and hope that it will be a miracle haircut that will look awesome everyday without using any products, blow drying, or doing anything more than washing and being twisted up in a towel. so since i am not feeling great i showered last night so i could sleep that extra 20 or so minutes. i do this often if i have to work super early. i go to bed with wet hair and it pisses me off all night long. last night i figured it would be worth it to dry it. man-o-man. in the past i have had times where i waved the dryer around for a minute or 2 but not completely. that is the key i guess. completion. holy hell people, not to toot my own horn, my hair looked like a million dollars last night. i stared at it for a minute or 2 and headed to bed with the shiniest, softest, fly-awayless, greatest hair ever. honestly i was looking for a compliment on it on the way to bed but since it was dark i just had to deal with the awesome on my own. it still looks kick ass. the rest of me is zombie-like due to the illness. since i have been tanning i kind of look like a zombie that has been rolling in mud. bigger girls do not tan evenly, i can just tell you that right now.