PJ's & Rainy Days

Today I stayed in my pj's way too long. I got dressed and went out to get a haircut just on principle. On what principle, I am not sure, but I ended up just a few streets down from my house, at house converted to a salon, called Mercedes Salon and Day Spa. A charming old house, probably built anywhere from 1900 to 1940...$23 for a wet cut, not bad, and a young woman named Amber cut my hair. I know she's a good one, she has my niece's name. Hi Amber, if your Mom is having you read my blog!! Love you! Anyway, Amber my hairdresser was interested in why on earth we'd move from Florida to upstate, NY. She's an upstate NY native, and as I meet more people here, I am finding many people have lived in this area their whole lives. I listed a few things, but the one thing that was really memorable and shocking to Amber was the fact that I could not deliver cupcakes to my daughter at her school in Pompano Beach, since the school was on lock-down that day due to a shooting down the street from the school. I also stated how much quieter the area is than what I am used to. After the hair, it was on to Wegman's, which I swear is just a little nicer than Publix. All the while it was raining, thus my title of this blog, but a soft rain, so not too bad. Not much happened at Wegman's, but I am enjoying the differences between here and Florida, that's all. I like that there generally aren't long lines anywhere here, people tend to be friendlier than I am used to, and I always get ID'd buying beer at Wegman's. Ha. Maybe that is why I really like Wegman's. Hmmm.