10 Years + Life Lessons + New Hair Cut

This week has been full of photos, music, driving, country roads, and a lot of hours in a salon.
All of that came together to make for a very busy, but fun week.

I took a trip back home to visit my old high school and go to their last choir concert of the year. After all, this is my '10 year' since graduating. They have since built an extremely larger school than I went to, and the choir has grown tremendously over the years.
My parents went to the concert just like old times, and I actually dressed up. Amazing. Heels can almost never be my wardrobe due to running around taking photos all the time, so I figured I should wear them while I had the chance.
I made the decision that if my class has a reunion, I don't really want to go. Just a personal decision. So, since choir was pretty much all I was involved with during high school, going back for this concert was kind of my way of placing that 10 year mark.
It was amazing to be in the crowd watching the show. All I know is that if those kids had been in choir with me, I would have never stood a chance at a solo. We had some talented people, but they had A LOT of talented people! I was so impressed. Not only were their voices amazing, but they had awesome stage presence, too! All I can remember of my days up there were not knowing if I was breathing, and not moving a muscle. It was pretty hilarious.
Even though I didn't get to see any of my friends from high school there, it was still amazing to be there, and to give flowers and a card...just like we used to. :)

Teresa, me, Kerri, Ashley (my choir teacher + her part of her family)

 Another part of this trip was to get a hair cut. I love my hair, but during the summer, there is no way I can deal with it without passing out. I don't have to worry about that now. Thank you, Jamie! I'm still getting used to it, but knowing that it will grow back by Fall makes it easier. haha!

New hair cut...Finally.

The rest of the week was spending time with family that I don't see very often, and my dad putting me to work since I was home. We ended up spending a day building a place for three huge stacks of firewood, and actually stacking all the wood. Let's just say my dad is always working on something, and I guess the good news about that is he's already prepared for Winter, and Summer isn't even here yet. It was fun, though. It felt great to be outside on such a pretty day...with some work gloves on. That is how I was raised.