If you are friends with me on Facebook you know I took Logan to get his hair cut on Sunday. You also know it took an hour! It's not like the kid was Rapunzel, or like he had a design carved into his head. Nope just a simple (or so I thought) 2 on the side fade to a scissored top long enough to comb over. OK so he picked up a book and wanted 52 hairstyles and 15 minutes later I told the sweet girl look just do this (what I said above) and I promise you he will love it. He didn't fight it (after he was in the chair). 15 minutes in she calls me over, "Mom, can you come here please?" Oh crap! What?? I was watching... nothing happened...uggghh. No, it wasn't him, she scalped him, in two spots on his head...."I'm so sorry, I've never done that before" no biggie I'm easy just even it up and call it good. SO....from a 2 we get a 1 and I go sit down again and wait, and wait. another 10 minutes go by. My gosh what in the world is taking so long... OMG another stylist is working on him. The poor girl cannot cut hair, Logan is a statue by this point he is no longer making facial expressions in the mirror, I am feeling the melt down coming on. The Second stylists whips right through it calls me over.. yes, good? Good! And then the first stylist hands the boy a mirror??? and it crashes to the ground, covered in shards of glass (as she runs to get a broom) he looks up and me with a sheepish grin...the boy did it on purpose!! LOL Sooo maybe he is his mothers child after all, I wanted to high-five him right there in the salon. but instead we pay, get a dum dum and giggle all the way out :)
This leads me to good friends, I have a life long friend who cuts hair. Ya I know, take the kid to her SHUSH!! Anyway both her daughter and Logan along with my nephew are starting 6th grade this year. They all got promoted this Sunday at church. We cried, her only, my oldest, and my brothers youngest. First off I am too young to have a kid this old... so is my friend. My brother ehh he's old its OK :) We end up crying in church and laughing we KNEW one of the women around us, who use to be OUR camp counselors and or youth minister were going to crack us in the head for acting up. But, 1 - how wonderful is it that I have a childhood friend that I grew up with that I can experience all this with and 2 - Everyone loves Logan and he feels accepted and loved and that is HUGE. Do you know he will actually attempt socialization here? It blows my mind it really, really does. 3 - that its in the same (home) we grew up in. Life is so much nicer when you have people that get you. I mean really GET you. They know when you need a hug, a prayer, a shoulder, a sounding board, or when need to cut up, and not only do they let you, they stand by you and join IN. I realized this Sunday, were good, I'm good, God is good (kinda knew that one already) but it is nice to get the reassurance that they will always be there for us, and we are never alone.
So then we go to no coffee, yes no coffee I wake up at 5:30AM ( I NEVER DO THAT) to get showered and dressed to go to the store at 6 when they open...to get COFFEE. OK so it's my fault, I get that. But when you live relatively in E.I.E.I.O. there is NO 7-11 or Circle K to go get Coffee from you have to wait till the Kroger opens and run in while they are still turning on the lights :) Coffee is a must, a staple, just as much water is, i mean its mostly water anyway right.:) It is also essential to the well being of my family and my marriage. Mostly it's been a good start to the week. Minus the iphone hacker (another blog, another day). Happy Tuesday everyone, cheers and God bless coffee and good friends!
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