Whatever floats your boat...
Hello my Arkian friends!
Sorry to have been absent so long. Here's the Reader's Digest version.
I mentioned last time that I was seriously considering auditioning for a position with Redken. Well, we went to NY so I could take my certification exam which is the first step to the process. Mr. Scribbler and I turned it into a Fabtieth birthday trip as well and had the most marvelous time. I'll post pics to give you a bit of the essence but this amateur photographer simply didn't do that magnificent city justice. Guess we'll just have to go back so I can practice.
The test kicked my sitter!!! I knew the info inside and out. We had a quick run through on Saturday night prior to the exam and I was well prepared. On the day of the exam, I swam through the two written portions as though I had hand picked the questions. The technical portion, HOWEVER, was nerve wrecking. It's a crap shoot as to whether I passed or not. I did PERFECT on Saturday night but Sunday was another story. We'll see. It takes 6 to 8 weeks to get the test results and tomorrow is 6 weeks to the day so I expect to hear something soon.
In the meantime, back at the ranch...
We've been searching for the perfect wall color for the great room. We've been searching for 2 1/2 years. I announced to Mr. Scribbler that I would have, at least, the great room painted prior to decorating for the holidays and he sincerely hopes I mean Christmas and not Labor Day or Halloween. (I meant Christmas but you, my dear Arkians, are sworn to secrecy about that particular detail).
One of my beloved co-workers, and the salon philanthropist, is a year round active member of a team that raises money for the Susan G. Komen for the Cure organization. The name of the group happens to be "Save the Boobies". Anyway, I organized an ongoing event at our salon. To thank me, I came tonight after a class and our Sunday evening ritual of dinner at Ruby Tuesday's and a trip to Yogurtopia to this...
While I'm at it, here's a few pics of NY. I'll upload more to my private quarters but for those of you who have not taken the opportunity to visit, put it on your bucket list. Even Mr. Hermit, I mean, Scribbler loved the city. We even saw the Naked Cowboy and the Naked Cowgirl (who, I don't mind telling you, needs to be told that star shaped pasties should not be that far south!)
So, my friends, please know that while I have been a bit preoccupied, you have been in my thoughts and hopefully, as things settle to a dull roar, I'll be able to come back more often and bask in your delightful presence.