Our anniversary on Friday was uneventful, but that isn't always a bad thing. We did go see The Incredibles (which was a pretty awesome movie by the way). Afterwards, Patrick dropped me off at a bar with Nate, Adam and a few other AHDs while Patrick went to take care of some things for the fraternity chartering (you know-the thing I had to get dressed up for). I was out until about 1:30 am at a piano bar in Ypsilanti and didn't get home until 2:30. Which means that I was pretty tired for my hair appointment on Saturday. Because I didn't have a ball gown for the chartering (I was in a very pretty, elegant, formal pantsuit instead, and I was a hell of a lot more comfortable!) I wanted to have a formal updo. So I go to have my hair done Saturday morning. I made a firm decision that morning. When I get married, I will have short hair that will not require any type of updo. They had more bobby pins, hairspray, and hair paste in my hair than I have ever seen in my life. They made sure that my hair wasn't going anywhere but it hurt beyond belief.
The chartering went very well. It was nice to see what all Patrick's hard work had gone towards. He did a great job and I was very proud of him. I finally understand why he is a FIJI and what that means to him.
At the end of the night we went home and he took all the pins out of my hair and after I washed the shalack out he massaged my head, which was VERY sore, and then brushed my hair. He almost put me to sleep.
Seven years and he still manages to amaze me.
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