Diary? Nothing that I wouldn't tell a client. Not everything that is written pertains to me or my life.
The things I see, hear...the people I talk to, all influence or impact my thoughts. Just saying!

Sunday, August 29, 2010


It's been an amazing morning. I don't have to go anywhere for a few hours, and the house is empty and quiet. I'm sitting by the window breathing in the fresh breeze as it flows in and picks up the curtains, creating a calm and soothing affect. I've always loved the look of billowy curtains!
This morning my friend and I decided to have breakfast before going to her church. We've both done hair for the pastry chef that is now working at Cake and were interested in checking it out. (Really, because we, or at least I, love sweet things!) It was the most cutest, perfect place ever.
My kind of place.
I didn't even mind standing in the winding line, (and oh, what a Sunday morning crowd!) absorbing the setting and decorations while waiting. Such a charming feel.
I love to just sit and talk. Not rushing anywhere. And today, enjoying a latte and blueberry pancakes. We sat outside and took a moment to laugh with the old man that stopped by to tell us that they make big pancakes. He was right.
We sit down in one of the rows in back of church. And I can't help it but the first thing I see is a perfect white head of hair with an unmistakenly familiar face. The pastor of the first church we ever went to when we first moved to Spokane. 'I have to come up and say hi!' I loved that guy! Apparently, his son is going to be one the the men who's going to work at one of the new church plants. And then I see another man and tell my friend, "That looks like my science teacher from high school!" And of course, he is her small group leader. After church I laughed and told him I remember him for giving me a B for a grade. All my other grades were A's. But it doesn't matter because I am a hairdresser now. (I hope that wasn't a mean thing to remark on). I also see the guy that works at the coffee shop I frequent, and a few other faces I know. People that I've gotten to know through other people...I'm pretty sure they don't know who I am. I find it very interesting to see so many familiar faces in a place I've only come to once before...

"One man's junk is another man's treasure"
We were talking about colors and decorations for a bathroom with my client as I shampooed her hair, and she told me she has something in her trunk that didn't fit in her bathroom that I should check out. I did and we threw it into my car before she left. Nice! Another great perk to my job. Clean it, change it's nobs later, and it's perfect for the empty spot in the bathroom.