Thanks Dad, you were right

My Dad has always told me that getting married should be the easiest decision that you ever make. I never really understood what he meant, because I hadn't found Mr. Right yet. Mike changed everything.

I'm Getting Married.

Because I can't imagine my life without him.

On December 12th.

And it's the easiest decision I've ever made.

Trim turns to CUT

Last week I went in for an "end of summer- fix up my split ends" trim. 5 inches of hair on the ground later I was a mess. Yes, I'm neurotic about my hair that I've been painstakingly growing for the past 6 years. Somehow I managed to keep it together until I walked through the front door and saw myself in the reflection of the entry way mirror. I'm slightly embarrassed to admit, that two hours later, I was still crying. A girl can get quite attached to her hair. Mike convinced me that he likes the cut even better than before. He might not be telling the truth, but he's definitely a smart boyfriend.

My new haircut: Post tears.