Friday the 13th

It started out like any other Friday. Alarm goes off, 6:00 a.m. Time to get up and get ready for work. My kids were gone to their Grandma Vicki's for the day, so getting ready was a little easier. Until....my highly favored and very expensive flat iron died! Just died. As in quit working all together. I was nearly done with my hair styling procedures, so I finished up the best I could with only a round brush and blow dryer. I was furious. I or may,or may not have thrown it across my bedroom

When I got to work I presented my "how to" presentation on, "How to make the most of a trip to Costco." It was a smash hit. Thank you all for your thoughtful suggestions, they were all very good. In the end I had to go with Natalie's suggestion due to my undying love of Costco. Everyone in the training class was very impressed, and my boss said it was the best one. So, I am on my way to earning my certification. Thank you all!

Afterwards I went to lunch at Costa Vida (an OK Cafe Rio knock off) with Bethany. She had a little bit of a rough day, and needed some venting time. As we were walking into Costa Vida a lady stopped us and said, "Are you two hair stylists?" No, we replied at the same time. Then she said, "Oh, I thought with such amazing hair you guys were stylists." I stopped dead in my tracks (remember the flat iron issue). I told her thank you, and that I was having a very bad hair day and her comment was much appreciated.

All in all it turned out to be an OK day. With no kids in sight, Christian and I drove up Butterfield Canyon (it's amazingly beautiful up there), and hung out the rest of the night. I also have to throw a shout out to my sissy Bethany, she saved my bacon not once or twice, but three times that day. First, by bringing me her flat iron to work so I could use it until I resolve my flat iron "issues". Second, by bringing me her jump drive so I could jump my presentation to another computer. And third, by bringing me homemade granola and grapes for a morning snack.