(The) Aragon Life

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.