I finally got my hair cut last Thursday night. It had been a long time coming. I was looking pretty shaggy. It seems like my haircuts always get pushed to the back burner. My long brown hair is very low maintenance so if I let it go 12-18 weeks between trims, it’s not such a big deal. I don’t have any highlights or roots to touch up. I don’t have a perm or anything else either. It’s easy to let it slip down the priority list.
Dr. Cindita and Secret Agent Man’s Florida wedding reception (married in Fiji, live in San Francisco, grew up in FL) was this weekend. That lit a fire under me to do something about my shagginess. I couldn’t show up to a mini-high school reunion looking like a Muppet.
Saturday was the reception. My in-laws took the rug rats for an overnight stay at their house. It was so nice to enjoy a night out with so many dear friends. The party was beautiful. We ate, drank and danced the night away with some people we haven’t seen in years and others we’d only just met. We stayed out until almost 2 AM and woke up at 11 AM. It was a small luxury that J and I haven’t enjoyed since our D.I.N.K. (dual income, no kids) days.

Dr. Cindita, Yaya and Me
Doesn’t Dr. Cindita look gorgeous? Marriage definitely becomes her.
This morning found us at a beach enjoying Starbucks and pumpkin scones before we picked up the boys. It was a small slice of Heaven 🙂