Got my hairs colored this morning. My stylist is about 28 and so wise beyond her years. She was a chemistry major in college and then went to beauty school. She got married July 8, so THAT’S all done and we had a nice visit.

She is a red-head, so she understands how to do the color.

I put off coloring my hair for a long time. I NEVER did anything to it, except cut it! One family trait that I inherited was greying hair, and I’m not ready to accept it yet. I look at other women with beautiful salt-and-pepper hair and I wonder…..what does a REDHEAD do?

I gave my stylist, Jodi, a very special "bill" to put in her wallet.
Behind her license.
Mad Money.
Fun Money.
Just in Case Money.
I’m not broke yet Money.
We both got a little teary-eyed.
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Went to my CRAP ROOM last evening to sew a rip in Matt’s pants.
When opened the door, I couldn’t believe my eyes.

The beautiful white shelving that Dan and Matt installed so carefully a few months ago had pulled out of the wall and everything was on the floor.
Glass Containers were broken.
Paper, ribbons, stamps, buttons, markers, stickers, dies, books, scrapbook pages, charms, pencils, glues, tape, glue-guns, ink pads, storage boxes…..
all
in
a
heap
on the concrete floor.

I shut the door and went back upstairs.
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We’ve been taking lots and lots and lots of photos these last several years. I manage them with Adobe Photoshop Album and I really like that system. We have them categorized chronologically and that is how I think. I can usually remember what month something happened, and I can usually find the photo that way.

Dan would like them categorized by subject. Makes sense and is logical. But I never put the "tags" on the photos that would label them by subject.

I really like this one of Megan in the water with D and Matt looking at her and she looking at them.
It has alot of symbolism to me.
But, for now, I’ll just enjoy the summer and the photos!

King Fong’s Restaurant

This restaurant is in a pleasant time warp. Located in downtown Omaha, it’s address is 315 1/2.
It is located UPSTAIRS!!!
The ceilings, windows, floor are just so vintage and awesome.
Dan and his family used to go there as a child. It’s still open.
The food was great and the staff was so friendly.
Something hard to find these days…..unique architecture, good food, friendly service.
Sometimes, old fashioned things are the best.

I seem to judge the passage of time by my father-in-law’s birthday. Twenty-two years ago, I met him at his birthday party. He was FIFTY.
He is now 72.
He has changed.
I, of course, have not.

Dan and I are starting to get fuzzy about that party. But my memory is pretty good about it because I was VERY nervous. I even remember what I was wearing.
Brown and white striped shorts and a white sweater.

I know he was fifty because there was a young girl there who kept repeating, "it’s nifty to be fifty."

I am 5 years away from that number.

Today, we will celebrate another number. I think birthday’s are just a number to him. He is always positive about birthdays, saying it’s better than the alternative. If you think about it, that’s a pretty good attitude.

Lots of changes in 22 years.
But one thing we DO know, I am still his favorite daughter-in-law!!!