I have to share

Everyone needs to run to Bath and Body Works and load up on some Wallflowers! They are on sale for less than half the normal price this week! Honestly (very very seriously) they are the best and longest lasting air fresheners I've ever used! ---you can tell I'm very serious about this buy all my exclamation points. Anyway, if you head out for errands make sure you stop at Bath and Body to get in on the sale.







I tried the Black Amethyst for the first time after my sister-in-law gave me the perfume for Christmas. I was afraid it would be too "perfumey" for my apartment but it smells AWESOME!

What's in a name?

Just to make myself clear - this site/blogspot/blog in general is not about mullets. I just needed a random name for my blog that would not get me stuck to writing about one thing. I tried MANY different names on for size including but not limited to:

• "Tea and Strumpets" (from a Dumb and Dumber quote but this didn't work out because "strumpet"is actually another name for a hooker)
• "Zuzu's Petals" (a nod to my boo and his favorite movie It's a Wonderful Life)
• "Eat, drink, and be married" (a very cute suggestion from my sister but I didn't want to write all about food or marriage)

Anyway, back to the current title of my blog and how it came about. I have, since the young and sweet age of 18 been struggling to find a haircut and a stylist that work for me. All my problems started when I decided it would be acceptable to "just get a trim" at one of those cheap hair places in the mall. It probably would have been very OK but I decided to change my mind at the last minute and ask for "long layers."

This was the birth of my first mullet.

I never really thought too much about this fateful day over the next 8 years as I went to hairdresser after hairdresser and tried style after style trying to find something that was right for me...that is until about 2 weeks ago. I was coming home from a trim and decided to call Sam and let him know I'd just had my hair cut. "How'd it go?" he asked. I answered, "Well, it's kind of a mullet but I think it'll be OK after about a week because it hasn't made me cry yet." He paused and said, "You say that every single time you get your hair done." Of course I disagreed but then I did a quick movie montage-ish flashback of the past few years and realized that yes, in fact, I have said I have a mullet EVERY SINGLE TIME I've gotten my hair done. (Sometimes screaming the words, sometimes laughing at the ridiculousness, sometimes crying in the fetal position on the bathroom floor.) This realization came at the perfect time and last week when I needed a good, random, interest provoking name for my new blog, I, without thinking, I just banged out the name of my notorious hairdo and the exclamation that always follows it - "They gave me a mullet!"

In it's honor (and because I have no handy pictures of my own) I've created the following:

Mullet Hall of Fame

The Church Mullet


The Long and Flowing Princess Mullet


The Sexy Superhero Mullet


The Sweaty Beach Mullet

and my personal favorite....


The Loving Family of Mullets

Back in my early 20s...

Way back in elementary school my BFF's mom suggested that me and my friend journal so that later in life we could look back to laugh/cry/get way too sentimental at all our old memories. She was so right, I absolutely love my old journals and looking back at them. At least once a month, I'll pull out one or two of them to reminisce. Somehow, however, in the craziness of college, I just up and quit one day and haven't journaled since! That makes me sad considering all the funny, sad, silly, crazy memories of college and now my first years in the real world that I'll have to rely on just my memory to keep track of...all because I neglected to write them down.

Sooooo {insert drum roll} in honor of today being my 26th birthday - I decided to start blogging! Yay!

Ever since my sister started blogging last year I have become mildly obsessed with blogs and reading them. After coming to the conclusion that my previous pen and paper way to remember things failed me (or vice versa) - I think this might be a feasible and "modern" way to journal again. I don't have a well-developed sense of fashion or great taste in furniture and I'm not a foodie like so many great bloggers are - I do, however, often find things on the internet/learn things in a day's work/discover great deals/reach mini milestones in my life that I want to share and others (somebody, somewhere even if it's just my sister and myself) might want to read about.


So today, as I'm saying, "Byebye Early 20s" and "Hello, Most of the Way to 30" it might just be the perfect day to start journaling blogging this new part of my life. So, anyway, Happy Birthday to me (and to my blog :-)