For years now, I've had it in my mind that someday I ought to open a little diner. You know the type, the ones that serve breakfast all day, and that Guy Fieri comes to visit. I've even been bold enough to come up with a few recipes for my menu. I've got one for a "Bananas Foster Oatmeal", one for a "Breakfast Club" sandwich (can't resist the pun on that one), "Sweet Baby Ray's Pulled Pork", and an "Ultimate Broiled (notice it's not grilled) Cheese". I'd also serve pie that is to die for, and I'd make my family's recipes for Hot Cocoa, Coffee (or as we like to call it, Breakfast) Cake and Navajo Tacos. Today I came up with another one for Cheesy Jalapeno Tostadas, that I'd serve with our homemade Spanish Rice and some black beans. Yum! I think I'll get started on my Food Network application right now.
For probably the last 10 years or so, I've had pretty much the same hairstyle. For the most part, it's been long, all one length, and I would eventually put it up in a ponytail almost every day, because I couldn't stand having it in my face. It drove me crazy, but I didn't know what to do with it, and at the same time, I liked that I could basically get up and go every day without a lot of effort. For the past several months now, I've been threatening to do something different and drastic, and finally, yesterday, I did. At the recommendation of Angel, I made an appointment with her stylist. It took several weeks to get in, but finally, the day arrived. Angel went with me, for moral support, and to be the photographer. I went in with some basic ideas, but after some consultation and looking at photos with Francine, this is what I ended up with. First, the "before" shot: In process: And finally, the finished product: I can't remember the last time
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