Sunny Saturday

As excited as I am to join to Foreign Service, I am totally loving my life in Philadelphia and will miss it dearly. Today I am having a bit of a day de beaute. I am getting my hair cut and colored by hair genius, Mary, at Apsara on 10th and Christian. This woman was sick of working for her old boss last year and, at the ripe old age of 26, drummed up the capital to start her own salon! It is a beautiful little spot and I have never gotten more compliments on my hair. Check out the Yelp comments - I am not the only one who loves her. I always put off getting haircuts because I dread spending a precious afternoon making conversation with a random person and spending tens of dollars on something I may not love.

For the first time in my life, I am back for my 6 week trim six weeks later and I am loving being here. It is like being in a good friend's kitchen and meeting a bunch of interesting women, plus I come out looking gorgeous. And it is less expensive than anywhere else in town, further supporting my proposed slogan: Philly, you can afford it! The other day when I made my appointment, I told Mary I wanted to be b-l-o-n-d-e, a sunkissed, beachy blondie, so we'll see what the old cheveaux looks like this afternoon.

Matt and I are headed to Cape Cod on Thursday morning! We are both absolutely counting down the days until Jim Hughes-made cocktails and lobster dinner and meltaways and puzzles (crossword and jigsaw) and great conversation and the National Seashore. I had never been to the Cape before last summer. Well, except for that one afternoon in 2005 when we brought an absolutely green, hungover Steve with us. The three of us sad in the overcast sea air on a jetty at the end of the beach. And, this was such a tragic afternoon, Matt was on the phone with Casey's former owners and all three of them were just crying about this horrible decision we had to make. My god, that dog was so well loved. So anyway, that terrible afternoon only counts as having been to the Cape because my favorite bar tender Jim Hughes introduced me to his delish Bloody Mary Mix. In all other ways I had never been before and was really astounded by the beauty of the National Seashore area out by Wellfleet. I am very excited to reprise our bike ride and I hear that sister-in-law Sarah at least will be joining us this year.

So, I am now sitting in foils in Apsara, drinking a tiny Corona. This is the life!