Day 62 of 100

I started cutting Corey's hair to save money and over the past four years I've gotten fairly decent at it.  I'm not the speediest scissor slinger in town (by far), but I can carry my own.  I "specialize" (if you can call it that) in male cuts.  Layers?  Shaping?  Some-other-high-fashion-salon-term?  Yeah, you can forget that.  But a basic male trim is all me. 

Cutting hair has become a ministry for me.  I don't charge anything and feel as if I am serving the person with this skill I have acquired.  I find joy in discovering ways to make the experience better: covering my chair with cool fabric, buying better scissors, making a sweet cape.  Next on the list is buying new trimmers, which I have been putting off.

Of course when I cut hair, the person always gets a speech- I am not a professional.  I have had no training.  There is the possibility that you will have to shave your head (for the record, no one has done this but Taylor Everette and he simply decided he wanted to shave his head).


When my hair dresser graduated from MACU and my hair started getting long... well, long for me, I had a minor panic attack.  I am VERY picky about my hair and I did not want to suffer through several bad cuts before I found someone who sufficed.  But something I learned from my experimenting is that cutting hair is an art and not a science or a perfection.  I also know that no one knows my hair better than I do.  So I took a risk, knowing full well it could result in shaving my head, and I cut my own hair. 

It turned out awesome!  I have been cutting my own hair for the past two years.  It takes me FOREVER and is a painstaking process, but I have yet to cry when I am finished so it's worth it.

Here's a few pics of me when I'm done.  My hair always looks SO crazy, but I dig it.

Day 61 of 100

For graduation my mom bought Corey a tandem bicycle.  It is loads of fun!  This Saturday was gorgeous out so we rode it to the softball tournament.  Oddly enough, like last year, we showed up just when MACU finished their game.  But we still enjoyed a ride around town together.

Day 60 of 100

Awhile back I gave Jerome the Gnome a make-over.  Figured it was about time for Lola to get one too.

What a sexy couple!

Day 59 of 100

Muddy's Coffeehouse is a regular thing for Corey.  Last year it began with a group of guys going to Muddy's on Tuesday after chapel.  Eventually they started going on Thursdays.  Now, if it's a day, it's a day for Muddy's.

Corey and I have made visiting Muddy's a regular part of our Saturday routine.  Typically he gets a coffee and I get tea and we sip while we read and chat.  Last Saturday, Buddy and Aimee joined us.

Buddy being silly.

Aimee and I being silly.

Day 58 of 100

Hurricane Earl threatened and we reacted, but when it arrived it proved to be a sissy.

Corey and Rob Shields, not phased by Earl's claims, decided that they would build a boat to ride down the flooded streets of Elizabeth City.  The boat is made up of a sheet of plywood, cardboard, duct-tape, and plastic bottles.  Well the streets didn't flood so the boat was not tested and still resides in my living room waiting for the next big rain.

Day 57 of 100

For two years now, the upperclassmen have hosted an event for the freshmen called the Beach Bonanza.  This year, 21 people went to the beach and we had a blast! 


Corey and Daniel Wornstaff played in the sand.

So did I with Ashley, Mike, and Jenna.

Corey and Daniel had a contest to see who could roll from the sand into the ocean first.  Corey lost, because he rolled into the family who was sitting next to us (hilarious!).  He did eventually make it.

While others swam, I chilled on the shore, getting to know some of the freshmen and chilling with the upperclassmen.  Ryan, Mike, and Ben Hosman performed an improv song.  I caught it on video.  Check it out on FaceBook!

Day 56 of 100

I gave a man a pedicure.
And not just any man, but a 6ft+, 250lbs man named Kevin McNizzle.