Home Sweet Home

   I'm going home this weekend!! Can I get a what what?? I am so dang excited! I just love my home and all the people there! I am going down for one of my best friend's wedding. Jennifer Manwaring will soon be Jennifer Martin. Weird. She is the first of my good friends to get married and I'm not quite so sure how I am going to handle it, its going to be very odd and exciting at the same time.

   I am all thrilled about my riding buddies. One is going to be the oh so adorable, beautiful, witty and hilarious Kylie Ann Felix, my niece. I saw her last week and told her I was going to "Arizonia" to visit Grandma and Grandpa and her reply was, "You're going without me? That's not even going to be fun." She was absolutely right, so she is coming. 

   My other buddy is my good pal Hailey Drew. We go to school together and she has plans to move to the big AZ after the first of the year, so I am bringing her along to give her an education on all she has been missing out on. I'm going to show her a good time, Gilbert style, er something.

   We are St. George bound tomorrow and then as early as possible we are heading to the valley on Friday morn. The only stresses of driving are

A. getting there, I don't really know how

and even more disturbing...

B. taking my niece into public restrooms. 

     That should be interesting especially because the last time I built up the courage to go into a public bathroom, while I was waiting in the line, the lady came out with a disgusted face and proclaimed, "Man! That got everywhere!" please pray for me.

O Hair School, Bless your Heart.

Going to hair school in such a small and, some may say, hick town, I run into some pretty interesting clients. I keep booked busy all day everyday, so I get the opportunity to spend a lot of time with clients. This is one of the biggest benefits of my school, we get a lot of hands on experience. However one thing I have definitely learned is that hair school is not for the weak in tummy, and as many people know about me, I have always had a bit of a sensitive gag reflex. Things that have brought me to gagging:

10. The first time I wet down dirty hair, does not smell good, not. at. all.

9. My first ear hair trim

8. The bumpy facial

7. crusty crust

6. the ever lingering stench of cheap cigarette smoke (especially after wetting it down...)

5. children trying to reach the snot dripping out their nose with their tongue for entertainment (motherhood is quite a few years away for me)

4. The world's largest zit popping video we watched in class, i ran out gasping for air

3. The horror stories my instructors tell of experiences they have had, also have brought me to me feet and out the classroom door. seriously.

2. Over perspiration to the point that it drips all over my cape.

1. The experience when I gagged the most, the one that brought me to tears streaming down my face, happened just recently. The lady who literally pooped her pants in my chair. I luckily I was able to excused myself before the gag attack hit, but it was a big one!

These really are just good memories and interesting stories. I just appreciate all the people I meet and all the different things I can learn from them.