My Little Piece of Heaven

I went and got my haircut today. I know I have mentioned it, but I love getting my hair cut. I go to an Aveda salon and it is my little piece of heaven. My stylist gives the best scalp massage, seriously, I would pay just for that alone. I find it so relaxing to get a cut and a blow out. I feel a little weird not holding a conversation with the stylist, but this is my 30 min of complete silence, no one yelling for Mama. I decided to go for a little bit of a new look today so this is what I got....

I need a little make up or something, but I think this is close to the shortest I have ever been with the longest bangs, not including high school when they were 6 inches off my scalp.

I am starting to crack under the no cookies policy. I may have to bake some tomorrow, since I have to bake brownies for J to take to work on Friday. We were watching biggest loser last night and I told him, I should be on that show, like a good husband he said, "you are not that big" to which I replied, "I'm only one cookie away." He laughed and said, you've given up: soda, cookies, ice cream, corn syrup,  there is no soda, candy, or cookies in this house and frankly, I'm missing some of that. I said we have candy, there are tootsie rolls, which only PB and The Boy like, so those didn't count in his mind.  But I have been putting in some exercise, and I'm torn what to do tomorrow, do I go do totally toned for 50 min or run sprints on the treadmill for 30min.?