So next week I turn 30. 30. wow. I can't believe it. I really don't feel 30. I've been talking about it with my girlfriend Teresa at work- trying to plan my party- and she says to me, "Of course you don't feel 30, because you act like you are a teenager." To this, I laugh. This is true. She acts much more mature than me and she is 5 years younger. And I'm the one with a 9 month old! ahahahha! I love it, though. I'm over turning 30- I think growing older is awesome. I don't really see what the big deal is about your 'age'. 30 is the new 20 anyway, right? At least according to People magazine! :)
My faux hawk returned this weekend. My hair before was longer in the front kinda like a bob- but then spikey in the back... That was cute while I was at work, but then the minute I get home- I want EVERY hair out of my face. Pebble's ponytails on the top of my head, headbands... both together. It was stupid. That is why I don't grow my hair out anymore, because it was always in a ponytail, unless I was 'going out'. I'm married and Tyler thinks I'm hot no matter what. I must admit though, the girl who cut my hair did NOT know who to cut a faux hawk. I definitely have a BUTCH cut right now! ahahahahahah! And unfortunately, it's SO short, that there is no hair left to 'fix' to make it better. eek! I just have to let it grow out a tad. And where a lot more make-up. :) After she chopped it, I was afraid Georgia would react differently to Mommy-with-no-hair. But she didn't even flinch. She was just happy I was home from the salon.