Another pretty perfect day in the books. I took the day off #1. Because I wanted to, and #2, because I had a hair appointment right in the middle of the day. Hair appointments in the middle of the day are either dang inconvenient or a perfect excuse, depending on how you wanna look at it. Today it was a perfect excuse.

It was a brilliantly beautiful day, the sun giving it its all. And about time! February is really showing January how it’s done. And today is Whistlepig Day. I have it on good authority that spring will be arriving shortly, and I don’t think anybody’s mad about that. I’ll tell ya somethin’ else I ain’t mad about, and that’s these white chocolate craisin cookies Angela gave me last night. The only problem is she didn’t give me a wheelbarrow load. Which wouldn’t be good for my sugar but ahhh…I’ll worry about that later. I didn’t tell y’all about them last night because I was afraid y’all are hoodlums and would break in on me and eat them. But that worry is unfounded now, because you’d have to break into my stomach to get them currently 😁

So I lolled about this morning, doing Wordle in bed (4), ate my leftover ribs, and got the salon only four minutes late. I know, I’m terrible. I’m usually right on time. There was a lady there that I could tell right away didn’t like me, but that’s ok. I knew right away I didn’t like her, either. And really, the end result is the same: I’m gonna get to visit with my good friend and my hair is gonna look great when I leave. That’s really all I’m looking for.

After leaving the salon, I stopped for fuel, then I went to the car wash. I haven’t washed Mags since I got the freebie at the fancy one. Like I said, today was a gorgeous day and nearly sixty degrees. Many people were there, capitalizing on it. I vacuumed all the detritus out and then got to scrubbin’. What a chore. But I didn’t mind. I just hated my hair was all fixed and here I was, doing labor with glamour hair. I was gonna go get my oil changed today but then remembered it’s Friday (and a beautiful day, did I mention?) so I decided it could wait a few more days. That might be a good weekday activity. I really got Maggie clean. I figured I better capitalize while the weather was so nice. I need to get her detailed before summer.

Anyway, after all that intensive work, I cracked open a nice beer and enjoyed it on my porch. It was such a perfect stolen day ❤️

I promise someday these will be more than a journal entry. But today is not the day. I’m so sleepy. Gotta go check out the stars before hitting the hay, though. Last night they were magnificent.

Love from Appalachia,

~Amy