Going to the Hair Stylist and Other Musings

I'm off to get my hair done today. Don't you love going there? I'm such a girly girl and I live for these things. I'm slowly trying to go completely blond. Isn't funny how it seems like when girls lose weight they automatically go blonder? Maybe because blond screams look at me, I'm a hottie. I'll post pics when I take some later tonight. Here's a pic of what I eventually want my hair to look like.


In other news, I'm down another 2 pounds, well almost. I weighed in at 182.3 this morning. I'm really surprised because last weekend I went out with some coworkers and had one too many Martooni's. Alcohol is calorie loaded but somehow I managed to lose. I'm not complaining, but isn't it strange how some weeks you know you haven't been following the rules and you still lose while other weeks you keep your nose to the grindstone for nothing. Hmmm....

I still feel like I've lost some of my restriction so I called for a fill and the first available is next Friday. I love my doctor but I hate how busy the office is. If you call for a fill, it will be 2 weeks before you can get in. I guess that's what happens when you go to the best. I also have a job interview that day! I'm really nervous. I don't know if any of you go through this but whenever I'm thinking about leaving a job, I get really scared. Like what if this new place sucks even worse than where I'm at, what if no one likes me, what if I'm the dumbest one working there, etc. UGH, I have to work on my confidence. I really do hope I get the job. I need to make more money and this would be quite a raise for me.

Ok, off to the hair doctor!