Mount Vernon

Double Trouble...

Did I forget to mention that I named our house the animal planet. While going to look for a dog, without planning on it, my roommate fell in love with a little kitten. Needless to say we have a new cat and a new dog. They actually get along really well, however, the dog sometimes does not realize he is bigger and stronger, and the kitten is not fond of him engulfing her head in his mouth....They are double trouble!! She knows what he is not supposed to have and does what she has to to let him get it. She knocks things off the table so he can have them. It is fun to watch most of the time.. but does get frustrating when you have worked a night shift and come home to two little naughty children that are out of control!

What got into me???

So...I can't really explain why I chose to do what I did. I have always wanted a dog.. however, I knew how much work they were and never really had the oppurtunity living out on my own to get one. Well I was laying on the sofa one day watching TV and kept seeing these ads for the local shelters and how crowded they were becoming and how many animals were having to be euthanized due to no room being available at the shelters. Well I had a day off and decided I would go look at the shelter.. just for fun. My friend hates going to shelters but I talked her into going with me. We spent a few hours at the shelter looking at dogs and taking them out of the cages and playing with them. I absolutely fell in love with one named Jerry. She was a beautiful brown and while pitbull terrior. I filled out an application and was contacted a few days later saying my apartment would not allow that breed. I was afraid of that.. so I gave up on the idea a little bit thinking it was probably for the best, too much work, and maybe not the right time. However, I had heard of one more shelter someone at work told me I needed to look at. I once again took my friend with me. The first stall I looked at my eyes immediately caught the attention of a bright blue eyes pup. Quietly sitting by the door just waiting for someone to come pet him. I looked at all the other dogs, but he was the one. I took him out and instantly fell inlove. I filled out all the paperwork, had an interview (yes you would think I was adopting a child with the whole process. A few days later they called and said I had been approved and I could pick him up in a few days. Many said it was not the right time to get a dog.. but hey I am the one that is oging to have to potty train, crate train, walk him, feed him etc. Right? I iam very lucky I have such a great friend and roommate that is willing to help me train him and put up with the drama of a new puppy....

Bad thing about traveling....

So far traveling has been great... there have been more positive things than negative to traveling. However, I have ran into a BIG negative thing... finding a hair dresser. If anyone knows me well, they know that my hair is my thing. I like to change it up often and my hair dresser always teases me because I go in and complain about how much " re-growth" I have when there is nothing! I actually lucked out in Arizona. I was brave and went to Super Cuts! (I was desperate!) Despite my hesitations they did an amazing job no one could believe I had got it done at super cuts.

I have not been so lucky here in D.C. I was referred to a salon by someone at work called BANG!!!! It seemed to be a nice enought place, nice people, nice salon.... Well.. I was sick of the blonde thing, so I wanted to go darker. I said, I want to be dark with some redish hightlights.. maybe a little funky and fun.. but nothing extreme... well little did I know I would end up getting red highlights that made me look as if I should be standing at the corner selling my self! I was mortified.. in fact I wouldn't go to work like that!! Not only was it hidious.. I don't know what it was, but I kept telling my roommate I don't think it was made for hair! It seemed toxic!! By the time I got home my scalp was itching so bad.. despite the warnings of not washing my hair... I had to to try and relieve the burning.. (Plus I hoped I could wash away some of the crazy red)... by night time I had a red rash along my hair line and my scalp was peeling!! Now.. I am not a beautician.. but I am smart enough to realize.. that ain't right! I of course was mortified to go in public.. I know realistically that people have better things to do than look at my crazy red hair.. but I felt as if EVERYONE was looking at me... I should know by know that there are far more crazy and entertaining things here in DC to look at than some white girl with crazy hair.

So I made an appointment, and got it fixed... the stylist had a little chip on his shoulder saying that he told me it was going to be red, and I said I knew it was going to be red.. but 1. I didn't know it was going to be looking like poster paint in my hair, and 2. I didn't know it was going to have some toxic affect on my poor scalp 3. I didn't know I was going to spend the MOST I have ever spent for my hair, and have it look like a job I could have done at home myself, 4. I didn't know that leaving a huge chunk of blonde on one side of my head (that I have affectionatly named my skunk strip) was supposed to look good. I talked him out of re-charging me.. I have never been charged for a redo before in my life!!! I left the store with a BANG and don't plan on going back. Here is a before and after.

THOUGHT I WOULD SHOW THE DECENT ONE FIRST....



YES.. THIS IS REAL.. NO PHOTO SHOP EFFECTS HERE!