I got my hair done today. I went in for a cut and a foil highlight. I've had both of these done countless times before and I always like the results. Today, my highlights are a little...WHOA!! I think I'll like it once I get used to it but for now, I get a shock when I see myself in the mirror. The Mister's response, "It's different." That's man speak for, "I don't like it." Oh well. He'll get used to it too. Despite the brightness of my new hair, I'll definitely go back to the guy who did it for me. I LOVED him. It was my fault for not being more specific when I told him what I wanted. As for the cut, it's just a normal cut with some layering. No biggie. But my stylist is going to buy a cheesecake from the Mister for his wife's birthday next month. How cool, right?
In other news, the Mister ran in the Crystal Coast Half Marathon this morning. It was his very first marathon and I was entirely proud of him for finishing it and in way less than stellar conditions. The coast had a gale storm warning and he said when he got to the top of the intracoastal waterway bridge that the skies opened up. They got hailed on, drenched by rain, and were buffeted by the wind. This is so funny and I have to share, lmao. His nipples were rubbed raw from the wetness of his shirt, HEHEHEH!! How funny is that? He said that even though he was hailed on, his nipples were abused, and his bleeding feet, it was fun. I told him that he and I have vastly different ideas on what fun is. Anything where I'm pelted by ice and am bleeding is not my idea of fun at all, but to each his own.
Tonight, we're hanging loose and I'm going to make some guacamole. YUMMO!!