Getting together with friends is...

fun to do, fun to do...

We recently went with some friends to Matador. We love mexican food and it is hard to find good mexican places out east. We ate a lot of chips, a lot of salsa, and overall loved it!
We will for sure return!

Chicago bound.

Dave has been in Chicago all week...

I thought it was getting easier having him travel so much. I was wrong.

I miss Dave so much everytime he goes away. 

I get bored, lonely and scared.

I miss having him here with me at night.

I miss our long conversations.

I miss his hugs and kisses.

I miss his cooking.:)

I miss waking up next to him...but not his heavy breathing. :)

I miss watching our shows together.

I just miss him!

I did something really stupid and decided to watch the news last night. Not a good idea. All it did was scare me! Gosh, rapes and murders all within 3 miles of my house..lets just say I slept prepared! I hate that he travels all the time!

I am happy to see Dave today and to feel his comort. He is everything to me.



Scenes from the weekend...



 

As you can see Cape May is a very cute town with lots of vintage houses and stores. I think our favorite was the 5&10!

We had such a great time in Cape May. It was very relaxing and a much needed mini-trip!

The Child

By: David Vagnoni

Without a word, the child waits
His heart no common shape
His mother nudges closer still
And yet he lies awake.

Without a place, the child sits
He giggles in the sun
His father’s face he watches now
So true and yet so fake.

Without a voice, the child speaks
His ways they cannot know
They laugh and cry and linger there
And gaze in disbelief.

Without a dream, the child grows
So brash and yet so meek
He works to earn a season’s rate
And yet no prize he keeps.

Without a step, the child walks
His path approved by fate
His friends they guard his every move
And yet he seems unsafe.

Without a pause, the child shares
They eat what he creates
The wise they call his works a trick
And yet they can’t debate.

Without a cure, the child heals
They reach to touch his cape
The winds do pound and tempt his pace
And yet he doesn’t shake.

Without a brush, the child paints
In stories he relates
With guilt they turn and wander off
And yet he won't restate.

Without a fault, the child seeks
To rid their souls of spite
The woman he forgives her breach
And hopes she will forsake.

Without a fear, the child wakes
He enters through the gate
They cheer and dance and honor him
And yet the glory fades.

Without a sound, the child leads
He falls to wash their feet
While demons make the shadows creep
He plans no great escape.

Without a crime, the child weeps
He kneels and drops his head
They tear his hands and bend his waist
And yet he doesn’t faint.

Without his life, the earth would cease
The debt he fully paid
For each and every one he died
And yet not all partake.

Without a thought, the child pleads
He begs the rock won’t break
He feels the time has nearly come
And yet the world breeds hate.

Without a word, the child prays
His heart no common shape
The trump begins its pleasant sound
And yet the child waits.

My husband is just too nice

Dave surprised me with a quick weekend trip to the shore.....it was to celebrate me actually finishing all my tests and passing them. Like I said before, I never thought I would get licensed out here.

He picked me up from work and surprised me even more...

with some flowers...

and a dress that I fell in love with...

This dress is perfect for me because I will dress up for a salon but not wear wedges or heels (due to my foot problem) and all I wear these days are my tom's...and they will look good with this!

We had fun. I will post pics later!

I am thinking that I make Dave look really good on here...hope people don't think I am a crappy wife.  I promise I do things for him too but he is not the one who writes on this blog! ha ha
If you don't believe we can have Dave make a blog post that is all about me..

Work Hard = Play Hard

We had such a wonderful, fun and busy weekend. I don't usually work Fridays and Dave worked so much last week that he also had Friday off. He is so sweet and made a list for me of a bunch of salons ( I also had a list;)) ....and drove me and gave me courage to actually go inside and give them my resume. 

He has seriously been such a huge support for me. He has helped me so much lately and gave me more confdence.  

I get bored easily and didn't last long with the whole resume thing so of course we made time for some fun.

It was raining out...so we were like the only ones there. It was actually like the perfect time to go... I think we will do it again!

Side note - the resume thing is going well!

Who I am.

I still remember my first day in beauty school.
I was barely 17 and thought I could do anything.
I was excited to start a new adventure...
Something I lived for..
Something I was really good at.
I put my whole heart and soul into it.
I gave it my all.

I loved every minute of it.
I loved the learning, the creating, and the progressing.
I became obsessed.
I wanted to be the best.

It became my creative outlet.
It became who I was.
It was me.
It was how I felt.

I remember when I graduated...
I remember how happy I was.
I felt like I accomplished the impossible.
You see, everyone told me that I couldn't..
I knew I could and would.
I wanted to prove them wrong.
I wanted to make something of myself.

I worked at a Salon...
I liked it, but wanted more.

Then, I got away.
Away from it all.
All the pain, all the emptiness.

I did make something of myself.
I realized who I really was.
I realized what I stood for.
It all happened out on the East.

I continued on with my life...
Served a mission, and fell in love with the East Coast...
and my man.

I felt like something was missing inside.
I needed more.
My husband helped me through.
He inspired me to do what I love.
What I am passionate about.
That passion is...
hair.

Utah does not have reciprocity with Pennsylvania.
I had to take all the test again.
 I dug up books I hadn't looked at in almost a decade.

Dave stayed up late to help me study.
He labeled 46 combs.
I labeled more than I can remember.
He stood by me, he supported me.
He helped me through.
 He knew more than I did.

He woke up early with me and helped prepare me for the practical.
He drove me to take the theory.
He waited patiently.
He prayed for me, he cheered me on.

I passed.
I still can't believe that I did it.
I never thought I would.
I always thought it would just be a someday a maybe...
but now it is a...
today.

Now ten years later, I feel the same excitement as I did when I started beauty school.
I feel the passion coming back.
I know I can do it.
I know I will succeed.
I will give it my all.
It is who I am.