Status Update

I would like to begin my blogging by giving my shout outs to "Veronica" and "Esperanza". They are fabulous clients of salon that are terrified I am going to mention them and their lovers trysts in my blog. Hahaha- maybe we'll save those stories for later ;). Today, however I have decided to write about a subject that me and the beauties discuss often, your facebook status. Not the "Lovely day at the park" or "Gettin my drink my on" but the "Gotta love when you get stabbed in the back by your best friend" status. You know what I'm talking about. If you have been guilty of this, chances are me and the beauties have read it out loud to each other making predictions on who you are verbally jabbing. Your status might be the highlight of our conversation. It's too intriguing. As soon as you post your punch in the stomach, I can't help but clicking on comments to see the "Oh no she didn't". What??? Like I'm the only one to look? You just posted for ALL 346 of your friends to see. It's not like I'm reading your diary. Most everything I know about anything I get on fb these days. The weather, whose dating who, whose cheating on who, who just got their hair done by someone else, who's just "checked" in at Chipotle, everything. I could probably go without a phone except for the fact I use it to facebook. I'm definatley not judging, by all means- proceed. Status updates are good for business. We might even start a gambeling ring at The Bungalow betting on whose status is about who. I'll put $10 on "Esperanza" in the club with "Veronica's" man. We could make a killing. If you have seen my status updates they are usually lighthearted and are about my son or indulging in a little wine on the patio, but who cares about that when you can find out what your friends really think about you ;).

Snow Day Slow Day

So I'm sitting here on snow day #2 and I'm wondering, why does the whole world stop on a snow day? I do have to admit that I am torn. Torn between Susie homemaker baking muffins and frolicking around in domesticated bliss and climbing the walls trying to escape to the closest Target and Starbucks. I mean just seeing another human being to prove my family isn't the only one that has survived the end of the world would kind of be a relief. I was talking to one of the beauties this morning and she said she was going to brave it and keep The Bungalow from looking so abandoned. Good for her. So dedicated. What am I doing you ask? Sitting in my bed with my laptop watching trashy murder mysteries while my darling toddler pretends to nap upstairs. That's another thing- does being holed up so long bring out my dark side? I mean how many 48 hrs mystery can one watch? On a good note, me and the maxter have had fun living in our p.j.s and decorating valentine cards but, business is business. I do miss my clients as much as I hope they miss me. People will call into work claiming they can't make it out of the driveway due to all the ice and call to see if we have any open appointments. Getting your hair done is definatley worth risking your life. Always has been. For any of my clients reading this, the arctic blast with all her witchery may have held me down for a short time but I will rise above. I will be at work Starbucks in hand, maybe a sled parked outside, but I will be there. All this excitement is making me want to bake cookies. So friends, clients, until then-