Relaxation & Big Foot

I had THE best day off yesterday. Oh my giddy aunt it was so amazing.

First, I went to lunch with my besties, John and Lori. They were up for the KSU vs. WVU men's basketball game on Thursday night, which was stellar, even though we lost.....in double overtime. More on that on another post.

Then I went and had the most blissful, relaxing, down right spectacular 1.5 hour deep tissue massage of my life.  Normally I get a massage about 2-3 times a year because I have terrible neck problems due to my pooper being planted in front of a computer screen all freaking day. Stupid job. But this time, I had a gift certificate from my lovely employees for bosses day AND they were running a special of buy one hour get a half hour free. WOOP WOOP! Took advantage of that little deal-ee-o for sure. My little massage lady kicked the shit out of my neck and shoulders then gave me the best massage for the rest of my body, followed by a soothing scalp massage. A.MAZ.ING! Pretty much walked out of there on a cloud.

And to complete my day of pampering I went to get my hair cut. I tried a new place, an Aveda salon, and WOOO-EEEEE! Totally going back there again. Don't you just love whatever shenanigans they put in your hair?!?! You pretty much don't want to wash your hair for a week after a trip at an Aveda salon because it smells like sweet paradise.

And if a new cut wasn't enough, I decided to get all crazysauce. Enter the hair dye.......

I normally have dark brown hair, but I was born with a full head of jet black hair and always wondered what I'd look like now with it.  So, the dye was on sale, pretty much figured it was a sign from the hair gods to just do it.  I'm pretty happy with it. Makes my eyes look freaking fierce I tell ya. And who doesn't love fierce eyes?

There is one member of the family that has vetoed his hairs (and not the hairs on his head, but his FACE) seeing the sharp edge of something.......

These were the exact words out of his mouth the minute he walked in the door and after I fainted from seeing him, "I'm beardin' it out, honey!"

Sweet baby Jesus.

Can someone please inform Mr. Hubby that if I had wanted to marry Big Foot I would have moved to the forest, become one with nature, made clothing from tree bark, and grown my leg hairs out so that I could keep myself occupied by braiding them?