I feel very shallow for admitting this, but I just shed some tears after learning the *best* hair stylist I’ve ever had just moved. It’s soooo hard to find someone over here who doesn’t immediately give you a mullet or chin-length bob no matter what.
Would it be weird if I sent her a message, asking her to move back to Stuttgart?
I got my haircut this weekend. It was my first trip to the salon since the move, and I was really anxious about it. I did not have stellar hair salon experiences the last time I lived in Europe.
Mind you, they weren’t awful experiences, but they weren’t awesome, either. I could never find the right one for me. Not only was I literally speaking a foreign language to the stylists, but even when I was able to translate what I wanted or brought pictures, their interpretation of my requests were just … off. Continue reading →
These two ladies had their first day of school in Germany yesterday. Back in September, I pointed out that given their age difference, this is the only year the two will attend the same school together. That remains true even here in Germany since the middle and elementary schools are in the same building. That won’t be the case next year when a new elementary building opens up, but for now, a little unexpected blessing allowing these two to face all of this change together. Continue reading →
During our farewell tour in Cincinnati last week, my boys and I paid a visit to Union Terminal. It opened in 1932, and was one of the busiest locations in the whole city as all the train transportation for this area passed through it. And as all superhero and comic book fans may recognize, it was also the inspiration for the “Hall of Justice.”
Last night, as I was running my fingers through Miss C’s hair, thinking to myself how fast she’s growing up, I said outloud, “Your hair is going to be sooo fun to style for prom.” This made her smile, and she asked if I would style it for her when the time came.
“Sure!” I said. “I used to style my friends’ hair for prom all the time.”