Greetings from the land of big hair!
Question for you: after someone cuts your hair, are you ever able to recreate the same exact style that you had when you walked out of the salon? Mine never seems to look the same. Who knows if I’ll ever be able to recreate the ’90s Cindy Crawford moment I had with Ariana right after she cut and styled my mane, but maybe if I practice a few times with my round brush and my T3, I can make it happen. I experimented on my hair with my curling iron yesterday, and so far I’m stoked about the big volume!
Oh! — can we talk about ice cream for a minute? It’s been on my mind this week because you’re officially looking at the lady who holds the title of “Ice Cream Fridays Volunteer” at Connor’s school. Yes, from now till June, I’ll be the person in charge of delivering the frozen treats for the weekly ice cream fundraisers at school.
About that, do you remember those little grocery store packaged ice cream sundae cups with the wooden spoon? When I was growing up, there were two options in our neck of the woods — vanilla ice cream with chocolate sauce, and another one that was vanilla with strawberry sauce.