Well, I did it again. I showed up for something on the wrong day. Today I skipped into Lollie's Beauty Bar to get my hair done. I walked in and everything about it is cool and funky and way out of my league. I happily announced I had a 4:00 with Erica. (Erica is a girl at my church that has the coolest hair around. And all the girls at housechurch that get their hair done by her have cool hair too. And I know I sound like a jr. high girl that has to get something everyone else does, but I don't care.) The girl looked at me a little weird then said, "Are you Amanda?" I smile and nod. "Your appointment is tomorrow," she said. WHAT. AN. IDIOT.
The problem is we are getting pictures taken tomorrow with TJ's sister and her family. So I couldn't do it tomorrow. Thankfully a girl had an opening and took me as a walk-in. She was crazy nice and did a great job. I was hesistant not going to my sister-in-law, but I hate bugging her with my last minute appointments. Plus, I am trying really hard to meet people at church (except that didn't work because I didn't even see Erica). In all a win-win by the time I walked out.
So here it is. My haircut. Don't mind the bags under my eyes. It's been an h- of a two weeks around here.