2.06.2009

Locks of Love

So I don't have a picture yet, but I chopped off about 11 inches of my hair and donated it to locks of love last Thursday.

http://www.locksoflove.org/

I first planned on donating it years ago, but I had to let all my highlights grow out and grow it long enough to donate the proper amount. As it got longer and was ready to donate, I decided to wait a little longer to cut it till after I got married (my cousin Carla had gorgeous long hair at her wedding and I always wanted that).

I was surprised at how okay I was to say goodbye to my hair. As all of my hairstylists would know, I am not the easiest client. I get upset even when a couple inches are cut off. But for some reason, when I chopped off all this hair I actually felt so happy.

It made me happy that I had finally accomplished this goal. :)

Even though Brett misses my longer hair he has been really supportive. Now I am growing it out again to my longer locks, but loving the sassy short hair. :)

Feels like we are dating all over again...

So Brett and I have been lucky enough to have a lot of the same meets on our schedule this year.

The Good news:
We get to see each other compete and hang out a bit on a weekend when we would normally be apart.

Bad news:
We aren't allowed to stay together.

BYU will provide a room for an athlete and their spouse if the spouse comes along to the meet. The couple has to pay a little extra, but it is well worth it. Brett and I wanted to pursue this option at no cost to my team... but I was shot down. While the BYU coach thinks it would be best for Brett to have a good nights sleep in an environment as consistent as it would be if he were at home, the U unfortunately doesn't agree and finds it "unprofessional."



I guess sleeping with your husband is pretty unprofessional. I mean, staying in the same room with your spouse is tacky and lacks class. I can't imagine what all my teammates would think of me for sleeping with my husband. It's a good thing they don't know we share a room at home or else they'd really think less of me.

So, Brett and I go out and eat together after the competition, congratulate one another on a meet well done, and like the professional athletes we are, he bids me farewell at the door to my room... so we don't do anything a professional wouldn't do.