Love, Don't Love

If you have read this blog in the past you have probably read about my immense love for my Paul Mitchell straightener. This thing revolutionized my life.

Well I have another love, my Paul Mitchell blow dryer. This thing rocks my world.

I recently got it for Christmas, and it cost more than I care to say.

Some people think all blow dryers are equal, those people probably have bad hair.

Totally kidding, but trust me, a blow dryer is NOT just a blow dryer.

I knew the first time my hair girl used this dryer on my head I had to have it.

So you can imagine how distraught I was when Sunday morning my blow dryer quit working.

Just stopped.

I plugged it and there was no blowing of hot hair. Nothing. Zero. Zilch.

I wanted to cry, in fact I think I did a little.

I immediately texted my hair girl to make sure she would be at church that morning. This was no time to skip church, I had an EMERGENCY.

I gave her my blow dryer, explained how it quit working and asked her to do anything to get me a new one, short of stealing one. I was even OK with a little lying, I just needed my magical dryer back.

I told her to find a solution to this problem no matter what.

The next day she called me to let me know that she had found a solution, she plugged it in and pushed that little reset button on the plug in part.

It magically started working.

Another classic example of me freaking out, instead of taking the time to problem solve.

Now, this could be a little TMI, but do you know what I do not love? Peeing in a cup. Seriously, it’s a difficult task. I had to go to the Dr. today and use The Cup (and not for a pregnancy or drug test, don’t worry I’m clean in both areas). When they gave me the cup I was tempted to ask for a bowl. Why do they make those cups so dang small??? I knew I was going to have to use The Cup so I chugged two bottles of water on the way to the Dr.'s office. Apparently I forgot about the sitting in the waiting room part. When they finally gave me The Cup I pretty much sprinted to the bathroom.

Do you know what else I love? Rainy days. It has been raining here for around 10 days straight and while most are complaining I am enjoying it. I’m not a depressed person, I just love rainy, dreary days. Which reminds me that I have never had a good pair of rain boots. If it keeps raining this much it might be a good investment.

Speaking of love, here is an excellent picture of love.

My nephew Maxton LOVES animals and sometimes he loves them a little too much.

Yesterday he got a hold of the family cat Smokey and wanted to give him a hug. However he wouldn’t let go.

Case and point:

Yes, that is our gray cat trapped in the deathly grip of Maxton's love.

We should all have somebody who loves us that much.

*Several of you asked about my new shelf thingy, I got it at Gordman's*