I’m somewhere in Montana, wishing that the sixteen hours between Twin Falls and Fargo weren’t comprised of an eight-hour serving of Montana. It’s Spring Break (wooo!), and I’m helping my friend James move somewhere “back East” as they say out West. With a three-day side trip through the homeland to visit my parents and my siblings and my grammy. I hope there are cookies that involve neither chocolate chips or walnuts. Or raisins. Or enriched flour. I should call ahead and make sure she has some on-hand and thawed out…
This week was a very hair-centric week. Because my hair looked awesome. That’s why.
- Monday was Hair, a wordy missive chronicling the transformation of long-tressed and overly apologetic Danielle into cropped and courageous Danielle.
- Tuesday was More Hair! the picture version of the previous post.
- Thursday’s post continued the Hair theme with a post that was that really wasn’t about the hair at all.
- Fit Friday brought you part 4 (of 5) of my comparative rundown of the damaging “support” group I joined as part of Beachbody’s 21-Day Fix program, and the alternative approach to health I follow now.