I can find no other word more perfect to describe my co-worker friend than: RockStar. It's a term she uses with an amusing amount of regularity, but always in appropriate context.
Yesterday she gave birth to a baby girl, Eva Renae, after being more than a week overdue but hanging in there like a champ. Working right up until her due date, larger-than-life belly and all, always glowing. I can't wait to see more pictures of Eva, or better yet, see her in person.
Another RockStar is our friend Sturk, who celebrated her 30th birthday in style on Cinqo de Mayo. Can anyone think of a better holiday on which to have your birthday?
And finally, I'd like to thank the RockStars in my life who have listened to my processing rants about my love-hate relationship with my hair, and helping me find peace in what to do with it next. After months of deliberation, I went RockStar short again today, or "Sharon-Stone-Short", as I call it. It feels like the hair equivalent to getting your braces off - no, not slimy, but... like there's so much weight missing... I keep thinking it's up in a pony tail, but no, it's just RockStar short. And Nate is still speaking to me. :)
4 comments:
Congrats to your RockStar friends -- baby and birthday. And may I just say -- You GO girl!!! You look great it so many hair styles and colors!!! (And THAT's a "for sure" indication of a REAL RockStar!) Hope it feels as great as it looks! Love you.
So where's the photo of this new cut? How long was your hair before? I miss you!
You crack me up. Have I said that ten times during this blog??? I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE IT!
I can't believe you waited this long to go short again and I wasn't there to witness. You know how much I love the short. Thinking about stopping by work next week...
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