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Friday, November 24, 2006

Sometimes You Just Need a Shot in the Arm...

After the drama of last week, I'm finding myself looking to take it a bit easy. After all, I'm on the go 24/7 so for me to take a few minutes, kick back and breathe - hell, I'm all for it now.

This morning, I had an appointment for my hair. I would get my hair cut short, but to quote BR, "Not all women look good with short hair" (or along those lines). Well, on Wednesday, my mother - in her wise mom mode - took me to her stylist who is in this little tiny building of sorts which looks like a cross between Pretty In Pink Meets the Outsiders and I'm supposed to trust my hair to that? I ask for suggestions from various peeps - BR informs me that he's of no help (I should have guessed but considering that he's networking king extrodinare - I figured he might know a friend of a friend of a friend - then again - he's a man... point taken), Sarah's recommendations would have been peeps in Boston or South Shore, I'm not going to NH to my old hairdresser and I'm lost. Am I going to go looking like Shaggy from Scooby Doo or am I going to bit the bullet and walk in to some place that I feel has "it"?

I used to babysit for this woman years ago when I lived in Western Mass. After much searching, I found her salon. Let me tell you - first of all, seeing her and her kids again was like coming home. I needed that. Maryann is a kick azz stylist and a fabulous woman. This woman was there for me at times when my mom could not be there and, through my parents messy divorce, she showed me that moms are not really like that. So, to see her again was amazing. Her staff treated me like gold, Lindsay over there did a fabulous cut & style and, when I'm home, that's the ONLY place I will go for my hair. So - if you are in Western Mass, check out Salon Tres Chic & Day Spa in Agawam. Well worth the time and very reasonable prices.

I spent some time with the family today - my mother is determined to have me become a born again catholic (so not happening), is on my case to get married and have kids (again - so not), etc. My dad, well he's been pretty cool about everything, but I've decided - next trip, I'm NOT staying with my mother. I'll visit, but I need to be away.

BR provided a welcome respite this evening - went over to his house, chilled a bit, opened a couple of coronas, watched a fire and just caught up. Can I tell you, sometimes you just need to relax and watching a fire - c'mon - how can one not find that relaxing. His house is amazing. He's got an eye for what looks sharp and it is very "him". Now, after that, I want to buy a house. He lives near my old college so I got lost around the area and saw some familiar haunts. Mory's Pub is now PADDY's, Sophia's Sports Bar is still intact (how many nights at either of those places do I remember), seeing Brian & A's door at Gateway as I drove past was weird and so many places and memories hit me all at once. Now they have a Dunkin' Donuts there. Do you know how many mornings that would have saved me in the Crim. Law 101 class where I could have grabbed a coffee rather than swipe A.'s soda only to find out it was Captain and Coke at 8:00 in the morning? Ugh!

Tomorrow on the agenda, Bec and I are going to hit the town (or what little of a town there is here *LOL*) - We're still workin' on trying to drag BR out (I'm only in town HOW often?) Will there be pictures, dunno yet. Don't know if it's wise or not *LOL* but then again, I'm sure there will be wine involved. Or Captain Morgan. Or, knowing me - both.
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