The Booyah! Book Club

Let's get scholastic ya'll!
There has really never been a more fit time to start a book club than now. Time to get crafty with time and think of new ways to spend it-without spending our hard earned pay. Thanks to Courtney(a.k.a. Berrrgen), six girls and I had our first meeting last night for our very own Booyah! Book Club. The name came completely natural,as we have extremely broad vocabularies and drinks were involved. Yes,we're keeping it light with cocktails and occasional dance parties. I think we each have a little somthing to bring to the table-including my mom who,I'm sure, will have a definite opinion about everything. My book was chosen first, and though I welcome and recommended complete honesty, I'm going to try not be completely offended if someone dislikes my book.
I'm interested to see how club Booyah! goes. And I'm fully ready to defend my romantic,historical novels. Don't let me down Phillipa Gregory-it's my Booyah! Book Club reputation on the line here.

hair shows are not for hairdressers

Seriously, people. If you want this post to be cut short, just stop and understand at the title.
I just attended the big ISSE show at the Long Beach convention center this past sunday and for all of you who don't know that's the International Salon and Spa Expo. Definitely entertaining. I should've just bought twenty tickets and sold them double the price because the show was basically for people who get excited at the sight of glitter and nude colored corsets that push your boobs up so all your new chest wrinkles from the sun can become the new focal point on your body. But if you're like me and you you don't have boobs say-I don't know-bigger than a 32a/b(are there any more left?!), or you're way past the age that wearing glitter while not on ecstasy is okay, then throw the need for further career training out the window,and have a blast revisiting trends that used to be cool, buy a poster of all the options of fades you can get, and get your legs waxed for free in front of 100 people.

Get Yourself Connected

Yes, folks. I'm one of the millions of people who have sold a fraction of their soul to the I-phone. Many things came together for me to make this grand decision. To start, Dog Tha Bounty was in the store with his wife. It just made everything that much more festive and- it also made me realize that even authentic mullet wearing(with a flat top in the front), almond eye shape oakley wearing(don't foget the strap to keep 'em from falling from your head), caught on national television repeating racial slurs, type men have gotten the I-phone before me.
I can't wait until my new phone can run the bath, turn on the heater, and start dinner for me before I get home.