Hair Days

You know how in Star Wars Episode VI: Return of the Jedi, Princess Leia flies through the forest on the Endor being chased by storm troopers and crashes and finds an Ewok and befriends the Ewok by taking off her helmet and giving the Ewok a snack?

My hair looks like her helmet today.

Not her helmet hair. . . her helmet.

Yikes.

Oh no! Attack of the helmet heads!! (That stick figure is me today, if you couldn't tell.)

Twenty Years

Twenty years is a long time.

It shows dedication.

It shows passion.

Especially when it has to do with your job.

My dad sent me this a couple of days ago--doesn't he look handsome? In the picture above, is Chief Kunkle handing my dad his 20-year certificate.

It makes me wonder where I'll be in 20 years. And what life will bring me in the next 20 years.

 I don't even remember 20 years worth of life yet! And one day, I'll look back and think, "Man, that was 20 years ago!"

Ok, maybe that's not entirely true. I do have memories from breaking my arm at age 2. But those flashes of memory are based on trauma. One day I'll have 20-year-old happy memories.

Crazy.

I think I'm more nervous

than Tyler is about his interview today.

Happening in 1 hour and sixteen minutes.

Good luck, sweetheart!