p is for perfect

Just FYI, today was the most awesome, spontaneous day of all time. 

Gotta love me some spontaneity.

First off, I have developed a growing hatred towards my hair, so I chopped it. 

That was pretty fun. I was slightly nervous about the whole experience...

a) she wasn't sure how to spell Jessica. Not even a first letter. Even my preschoolers can tell you, "J is for Jessica." obvi.

b) my bangs looked something like stairs (fixed!)

c) she choked me with the black cape thing. no good.

d) my hair was falling all over the place. it's hard to watch the last few years of hard work getting chopped off.

So yeah, got my hair did.

Then I went out and bought me a bike. A cruiser bike to be specific. (Well, I actually got 2 bikes... but that was because the second bike was more awesome than the first. Imma take back the first.) 

The bike is mint green and brown. It has no gears, is completely impractical, and has white tires. 

I also got it a wicker basket (mostly ideal for carrying around kittens, or my future puppy, Meeko). 

Check it out!

My hair's all pushed back. 

"Kady, will you please tell him his hair looks sexy pushed back?"

Happy three-day weekend!