And Suddenly...

My curls came back. Not tight curls, but curls nonetheless. Were they merely hiding until they deemed California safe? Who knows? I did notice my weird Jackie O flip was completely untameable so before reaching for the hair dryer, I found myself scrunching my hair with my Aveda curl hair stuff, imagining the worst. Maybe it was a brief one day appearance, maybe all of the chlorine triggered happy childhood memories for the curls, but I really missed them, so I hope they come back again.

Other than this, the weekend was good. For (I think) the first time ever, I went out both Friday and Saturday nights in Santa Barbara. It wasn't a pub crawl by any means, but it was a start. Could I possibly have a social life? It is daunting.

I also had the supreme pleasure (though I am slightly embarassed to admit this) of watching a My Boys marathon. I am so glad the show is coming back. Yay TBS!