We have a teenager!

It is official. Layne and I are proud parents of a teenager. YIKES

Today is Josie's birthday. Layne is usually out of town on her birthday. As a matter of fact, he flew home from Japan 13 years ago for a few days so he wouldn't miss her birth. Then he flew back to Japan a few days later. He is always good to call and wish her a good day. Then he asks to speak with me to see what we got her. LOL (laugh out loud)

If you notice, Justin wrapped his gift to her in Christmas paper. There was NO convincing him otherwise.

Here are a few facts about Josie that you may or may not know...

*Her favorite color is PINK.

*She LOVES mac & cheese.

*She is now exactly as tall as her MOM.

*She is starting 8th grade.

*Her FAVORITE animal is a horse.

*She plays the PIANO and the flute.

*SCIENCE is her favorite subject.

*She loves YW and loved girls camp.

*She IS an early riser.

*She always has a BIG smile on her face.

*She is A peacemaker in our home.

Cute shoes from Grandma Lucy.

Cute purse from Mom & Dad.

Her favortie Modbe shirts.

Layne and I are so blessed to have Josie as a daughter. She is fun to be with and a good example to all of us. She can't wait for school to start and I'll miss her when she goes back.

We love you Jo!!!! Now we are off to go swimming!

a snip of humility

I've been a little overly stressed about my latest hair cut. If you've been around me in since Wednesday you know that is all I've talked about, thought about, & worried about. And no. Not one compliment has changed my mind otherwise. (But thanks for them anyway.)

Here is the story. Sorry, I'm not making it a short one.

A year ago my hairdresser moved to another state. I've now decided that I'd rather have my doctor move than my hair lady. Everything hinges on how the hair looks. Am I right? So, I started the hunt for my new gal. I started right there in the same salon. She knew me already, my old girl left my card with my info, and I already had the phone number in my head.

It was all good. I was happy with her cuts and she was getting there with the colors. But I wasn't in love, so I went looking. I found someone that was amazing. I could tell her or show her what I wanted and that is exactly what I got. Her only problem was that she is an absolute psycho and I have to look for her every time I need my hair done because she moves around from salon to salon, all the time, and her phone number never stays the same.

So, it was time for a cut and I couldn't find her, again, and truth be told, I wasn't sure I could deal with her insane personality this past week. So I went back to where it was safe...or so I thought. I took in a picture (same picture that I took to the crazy hair lady last month) to show her what I had done last time so we could be on the same page.....

When I pass a mirror I am shocked at what I see, every time. I don't even look like me. My sweet husband has had a field day coming up with jokes and comments. (Now I'm thrilled he'll be at scout camp all of next week.)

I can hear you now. 'Where is the picture? What does it look like?' I tried. I really did. At this point I just can't bring myself to post one. Up till now I have successfully keep myself off of this blog and now just doesn't seem like the right time to grace the screen.

So all I want is your sympathy and condolences. And if your hair didn't do its thing today, just think to yourself, "at least I don't look like Cassie".