it was time for another reno trip to get my hair done at coco's salon. i love my sister. the gas it takes to get there and back is how much i would pay for hair to get done here. so our deal is: i do two eight hour drives in a matter of 72 hours and she does my hair gratis, just so we can spend time together.
we eat and thrift and eat and thrift and talk and play music. that's about it.
oh, wait, we also lay in bed, watch movies, take naps, and snap ugly faced pictures.
and, as it turns out, sephora will still take your money if you come in when you only left the house intending to get a donut and therefore have on no make-up, bra, or real pants for that matter. no pride, woot!