I am having a grill out dinner tonight with a few friends.
I'm nervous. I hate hosting. I hate more the time right before they show up and you are sitting around and doing nothing, just waiting.
I cut my hair short. I no longer feel like a pretty princess with long flowing hair. Now I dont' know what I am...well, I am tough so that's a start. I secretly worry that it's a little mullety in the back. I go back in 5 weeks for a trim, I may have her adjust it a little so I'm not worried.
I think Josh is back...Ackbar walked towards the door.