After being black as black could be for 8 months I decided blondes really do have more fun. So I went from a one to a NINE in a day. I swear I'm insane. My hair is quite smooshy and my scalp literally is blistering!! It's crazy painful. But I love my hair again and I don't think I will be going black again for a loooong time.

It's hard to keep up the blog. I keep getting these feeling really good phases where I want to get out and do stuff and I want to update all the time, followed by these really lame I'm going to stay in bed all day phases.

Anyway, I broke my mirror yesterday. 7 years of bad luck for Blythe!

Back seat is KICKIN
Club is JUMPIN

Every time the house catches on fire, take a shot.

Good morning world! Last night we managed to make it into town by 11:30. That is quite impressive time! So I went to my brother's friend M's 18th birthday party! It was in the basement of her parents' dental office so you know, we were asked to (or at least it's common sense to) be respectful.

Well, some underaged losers decide to start rolling joints in the bathroom and the party was shut down. Which I am okay with, some of those kids were way to freaky. And the bad hair! Wow people in my hometown have terrible terrible hair. I need to go back home and rinse my eyes with some men who have good haircuts.

It was only about 12:30 when the party ended, so we decided to head on over to a club down the street. Took some jagerbombs and everything was good, danced all night then came home and bugged my husband. It was fun and I made a new friend with M's big sister, so she's coming to the firepit tonight! I'm excited, it's going to be such a blast.

Driving! Driving all night to the ol' hometown!

I'm nervous ... Tonight I go back to my home town and I'm so used to coming back and my dog is ALWAYS the first to stay hi to me. This isn't going to be an easy trip. But I'm going to try to stay positive!

Today at the shop, was crazy colour/correction day. For some reason there was just so many clients who needed colour corrections (which can take up to five hours and are very scary and risky procedures). Luckily, I didn't get any of them, whew. But I did get this one teenage boy who wanted blond hair. I figured it wouldn't be too difficult, considering it was a dirty blond naturally; however it was very coarse, not to mention it was man hair. So I decided I would slap on some 35vol bleach, and watch closely to make sure his scalp didn't burn. Luckily, he's like me, and has a rock hard scalp (when I was platinum I abused my poor scalp with 40vol once a month). When it got stuck at bright sunflower yellow I decided it would go no further that day and rinsed it. Then I toned it. Then I dried it. Holy crap, it was just as yellow dry as it was wet. So I put MORE bleach on it (10vol this time) and lifted some of the yellow ... at least we got it light enough this time that he could handle it until next time he comes in.

What male does his whole head platinum blond anymore anyway? But hey, he's 15, and I fully support him doing wild things with his hair while he can.

I just painted my nails with the SPARKLIEST nail polish I've ever seen!! I am in love. I love glitter polish ... Until I have to take it off ... If you've ever had glitter polish, you know what I'm talking about.

I had an odd client today. Usually I like odd clients. But this guy was just odd.

So apparently when he walked in, K was the one who booked the appointment. He first asked K how much for the men's cut, which is $35.00. Then he asked what it was with GST, and K told him $36.75. Then he asked to have it written down, and K explained it would be on the receipt once the service was complete, but he insisted on having it written down anyway. Odd.

So I took him back to my chair, we were buzzing the sides and spiky on top, standard "Caesar cut" or whatever. So I took out my clippers and he was like "What are you doing?" And I'm just like "I'm starting your haircut, you said number 2 on the sides..." and he said "I thought you guys washed it first." So I explained to him that clippers work way better on dry hair, and he seemed totally weirded out and skeptical. Uhh, hello, I'm the stylist, I've only done maybe 500 men's cuts in my life. I know how clippers work.

Anyway, the whole time he inspected the entire cut very carefully and never found a thing wrong. When it was all over, he said "Huh. This is a very good haircut. VERY good. I'll take your card." I could definitely tell that he was indeed impressed with my work, so I gave him my card and he paid, and guess what? He DIDN'T TIP. All my hard work dealing with you stopping me to inspect the haircut, and then you decide it's the best you've had, and it's worth $36.75 and nothing more for your awesome stylist?

Just ... odd.

Soooo ... This is nice! I found that Blogger has an app on my iPhone, and this is going to be super helpful. It's so much work sometimes to put pictures on the computer, then have to resize them and crop them and all that fun stuff. I don't know if there is an easier way, I'm kind of technologically handicapped, but this seems so be the easy way! Especially since now I can update anywhere. Which will come in handy the next few days as I am leaving for my hometown for the log weekend, for a little birthday party for Alex and just to visit everyone. I'm really scared about it though ... Because going home to me has always meant that I was going to meet my dog again. I am not the type of person who misses anyone. But I miss my Daisy.

Anyway, here's a picture of me in the Animal Kingdom being a Minnie Mouse bride.

Hello all, I figured I would update finally since you know, it's only been almost two lot us since a post. Well I just wanted to say that Alex and I went on an amazing honeymoon to Harry Potter land. It was better than I ever imagined, I was extremely impressed with what they had done!! And for it being technically still spring break when we went, the line-ups were like nothing, thank goodness. I have finally gotten over a four week long illness so I oak hoping I'll be able to pick up the slack on my blog. It all started our last day on Orlando, when we were in the shuttle at 3:30 in the morning on our way to the airport. I hadn't been feeling well all morning; I was just sweaty but cold and headachey and life was just not good for me. I had to get the shuttle driver to pull over to the side of the road :( The flu lasted all day so I was so very thankful to finally get home. My mom picked us up from the airport and I had to get her to pull over a couple times too. It was so awful. I had a cold at the same time, which turned into laryngitis, which turned into bronchitis, and I was down for the count. I barely went to work at all in April and I felt terrible about it! But I'm definitely better now, just kinda phlegmy. It's getting nice outside! It's been raining a lot which is good I suppose, got to get the green grass started! But I'm ready for some sunshine and it sounds like this weekend we are getting it! I am so excited. I would like to put a few honeymoon photos up but Alex just got the Witcher 2 for PC so I'm going to be nice and give him more time with it. But for now, I'm going to try and make updating my blog part of my bedtime routine!

Tattoo before:

Tattoo after:

So I talked to Francis about apprenticing, I even brought him a few pictures of things I drew and what not; hehe. He said I was pretty good, definitely could go somewhere, but unfortunately they already had an apprentice working there for the next few months and couldn't hire me on yet. Plus he wanted me to work for a position there (I guess most tattoo places want you to be persistent before giving you a job). ALSO I learned that tattoo apprenticeships are unpaid, so I guess I'm going to have to finish this hair thing of mine, just so I have a license and if worse comes to worst, I can just fall back on that.

For now, I will work on my portfolio and spend my summer bugging tattoo artists hardcore.

I'm not clear on who Saint Patrick was, but my best guess is he was the Patron Saint of Green Alcohol.

Ahh, Sunday. It feels so good to have a day finally where I can just stay home. It's been weeks since I've had a day like this and I love it. So I got some cleaning done ... that's about it ... Another thing I decided to do today was take a break from Facebook.

Why did I decide to do that? I have to be honest here, the only thing Facebook really was to me was a major depressant. If I'm honest with myself, I know I can have a tendancy to compare myself to others. And since I moved, it's hard to read some of my old friends' statuses about them all hanging out without me. Don't get me wrong, I love to hear that they are doing well, and it's nice to catch up with them and nice to have updates now and again, but I would rather hear about them telling me directly than reading it on a much-too-public website. I decided to take this break after I read an article in Elle Canada magazine about Facebook being a depressant and studies showing that I'm not the first one this has happened to. So ... yeah, I decided I've had enough of reading about people's lives, I want to go back to e-mail and phone calls and more personal relationships.

Now, I know that me posting on a public blog is probably the exact same thing that I'm complaining about. Well, by all means, if my blog makes you depressed, don't read it. I began it as a way of counting my OWN blessings. I love to look back on fun times I've had in the past, keeping track of all the hair and make-up styles I've gone through ... I'm not so sure sometimes why I keep it public, except for when I started it I sort of had plans of posting tutorials and reviews and what not on it. So I'm going to start updating properly, and maybe actually doing an occasional tutorial this time! I know my stuff about make-up, and hair (of course).

Recently I had a new idea of what to use this blog for. Throughout high school, all I wanted to do was become a tattoo artist. I became discouraged, unfortunately, when I went job searching and no one was interested because I didn't have any of my own tattoos and had no plans of getting one. But now that I got my Daisy, which seriously was like therapy for me; I understand what people mean now when they say they "need" a tattoo (I'm still not quite getting the "I think it looks cool" thing, but hey - it's your body, and there's plenty of people who don't get my piercings at all); maybe someone will train me at last. When I go to get my Daisy's colour re-done on Tuesday, I'm going to ask the artist what he thinks, if he knows anyone who might be willing to take an apprentice, or maybe if he'll do it himself - you never know! I'm so excited.

Once I am actually able to start doing tattoos ... this is what I want to use the blog for: 1. I will continue to use it the same way I am currently, as a journal, and 2. I will photograph the tattoos I've done on anyone who gives me permission, and post it here with a little story about why they got it done, and any thoughts that I have ... etc. I think it will be great! I'm so excited to be back on my tattoo-artist dream. I'm sure I can do it well ... I KNOW my drawing skills are WAY better than my hairstyling skills ...

Yesterday my mom texted me and said they were putting my Daisy down today. She's gone completely deaf, can't get herself into the car alone anymore, and has sort of lost control of her bodily functions... poor girl. So in her memory, I got a Daisy put on me so that she can be right there under my skin, just like she always has been.

Woman in Black

HI

I'm so proud of myself, I've been doing so good at updating! And that's kind of sad, because I've really only updated twice consecutively, and THAT's good for me, hohoho.

I cant' remember if I've mentioned this on my blog yet, but that new Woman in Black movie ... is FRIGGIN TERRIFYING. Well, I get scared of movies pretty easily, and I like that, because I like being scared ... it's fun. As long as heights aren't involved. Heights are NOT fun. But man, I loved that movie. Two firsts happened during it for me: 1) I never scream during movies, especially not in the theatre. I think that is so very obnoxious and I can't stand when other people do it, so why would I annoy other people by doing it? But there was one scene that made me utter a sound. Not a scream, but a little squeal. Involuntarily. I felt so embarrassed, ahahahaha. I don't think it was loud enough for other people to hear, but still ... I don't want them to think I'm obnoxious! The second thing that never happens when I watch scary movies, is I'm never scared the second time I watch it. But I took my buddy Jake and his boyfriend Chase to see it, and they spent the whole time with their eyes closed, and I was almost as terrified that time as I was the first time I watched it!

The direction I thought was quite well done, they managed to always have something in the background that tricked you into thinking there was something behind him, so you stayed in such suspense. Or at least I did. I thought that was really cool. Speaking of him, Daniel Radcliffe is unfortunately going to eternally be a teenager in my eyes. Just like Dakota Fanning (who is still seven years old) or the Hilary Duff. I couldn't believe that he was supposed to be a grown up father in this movie. He did a great job, but it's just ... thanks to many years of loving Harry Potter, I'm stuck like this.

Whatever, if Daniel Radcliffe is forever going to be type cast because of Harry Potter, I don't think that's a bad thing. He made a mofo fortune doing Harry Potter. He probably never has to be cast again even.