Don’t be fooled. That’s not coffee. Say hello to Diet Coke! I think I’m weird for having these coffee mugs from Crate & Barrel even though I hate coffee.

Sunday morning Tyler and I made breakfast and ate outside. I wish we were morning birds and could do this every morning even on the weekdays. But no way I’m waking up at 5AM to do that.

I know that drinking Diet Coke isn’t good for you in the mornings but it’s my “coffee”. I’m probably the only one that drinks Diet Coke when I’m on the freeway going to work. After all I’m a Diet Coke baby. 

There’s always something that is not good for you but you do it anyways – smoking, eating after 7PM, cupcakes, coffee and the list goes on.

What are you addicted to?

My parents always took a picture of me every year on my first day of school.

I remember the day when I had to say goodbye to my parents when I left for college August 2003.

I was going to Rochester Institute of Technology in New York and it was my first time ever going to New York exactly 2,287 miles away from home. I was a nervous wreck! Mom was going to fly with me to help me move in. The night before we were leaving, I could not sleep at all. I was sick to my stomach.

The next morning at the airport it came to the second when I had to say my goodbyes to my Dad and sister. I held it in until I saw my dad cry. My Dad does not cry and the last time I saw him cry was at his father’s funeral in 1996. As I went through the security gate with my Mom, I looked back and saw my Dad carrying my sister crying so hard and waving “I love you” until the minute he couldn’t see me anymore. I was an emotional mess but really glad my Mom was with me to comfort me.

Mom and I had an awesome weekend together in NY before I moved in. The big day came and we were on campus moving in. I only knew one person there which was Tyler, my then boyfriend and now husband. We were excited to finally not be long distance and living in the same dorm for a year.

I remember the morning Tyler’s family left. Tyler seemed to be fine until my mom and I were about to go out to dinner. It finally hit him that his family left and was an emotional mess. My Mom was supposed to stay a week but then decided to fly home the next day because I was busy with moving in and orientation. I remember the morning when I had to say bye to my Mom. I was bawling my eyes out and wanted to just fall to the ground and cling to my Mom’s legs and not let go.

I was this close to telling Mom to take me home with her. I didn’t want to grow up already. I couldn’t believe my life at home was over. My parents were going to do all these things without me. They were going to be a family of 3 at the house. This was it. The beginning of a new chapter that I wasn’t prepared for.

Every August was difficult saying goodbye. Now I’m so glad I won’t have to ever go through that again now that we live 5 miles away from my parents.

I’ve had many hair disasters that I lost count. One time I dyed my hair 4-5 times in one night because I messed up and refused to stop until it was right. I’m grateful that my hair didn’t fall out. Those times were horrible… I even had to put ketchup in my hair one time!

I told myself I wouldn’t dye my hair again unless I got it professionally done. It’s been more than a year since then.

I got my hair done on Saturday but I didn’t think it was dark enough and my hair looked like salt & pepper to me. So I dyed my hair again the other night. It was just the beginning of another hair disaster.

My hair turned out red!

After doing what I’m so good at…googling what went wrong and what to do. It turns out I wasn’t supposed to use “warm” colors so I went back to the store and got a “cool” brown color.

I’m now happy with the color but when I go for my next haircut in a few months I want to lighten it up.

Have you ever had a hair disaster before?  . . . or maybe it’s just me.