Blast from the Past (or The World's Best Day!)

What a crazy day!  In the past couple of days I have encountered numerous people from my past. 

Let me give you a scenario - you know when you are in a store and you are buying Advil in your pj's and you look like you have been hit by a freight train and haven't slept in 3 weeks and are likely hungover AND THEN your ex boyfriend from high school shows up and while you are scouring for the liquid gels he notices it is you and you look up and you realize that he is super gorgeous and you glance down and instantly your inner voice is yelling, "SHIT!", and you sigh and smile and try to look your best while thinking of an excuse as to why you look like crap, but all that comes out of your mouth is, "Hi there ___________.  So good to see you!"??  You know those days? 

Well, that was NOT my day!  Everyone I saw today saw that I looked good.  It was so convenient that I happened to have an appt to do my hair this morning with my fabUlous hair stylist - Ashley at Fringe Salon in Georgetown - and she made me look great (as always) and after that and for the rest of the day I ran into a billion people from my past - including my ex boyfriends roommate, kids I used to teach, parents of said kids, an ex boyfriend, former colleagues, and a boy that I sometimes have a crush on (slash that I'm in love with).  I had amazing hair and a great outfit on - I am so glad I went home to change - and I just was looking good today.

My favourite quote of the day, "I didn't even know that was you!  Wow!  You look great!  I love your hair.  You look sexy.  So sexy.  It's like you are saying, I want to get laid.  Shit. Wow." 

I will take that compliment.  Ha ha. 

Great day!