The Entry I Promised to Write About Debra (With a Sidebar For Other Cool Grown Ups)

Debra is my hairdresser. She always has been. She's been cutting my hair since I was too little to know I needed a haircut. Also, she helped me through my tramatic years of wanting a buzz cut. Thank you Debra, for never letting me have a buzz cut. I owe you one.

Debra lives in Plano I think. She has a daughter named Jordan who's about 10 I think, and a son, who's pretty young. Maybe in kindergarten. Jordan is on the swim team, and she wins sometimes, so I think she must be pretty good. Her son, whos name I still can't remember, is too young to be on the swim team or anything. Jordan had a really mean math teacher for a long time, and Debra had to keep going to parent-teacher meetings with her. I heard all about it.

My mom has been going to Debra for probably as long as I have been alive. And as far as I know, she's always gotten the same hair cut! Kind of like Mr. Mason... But, I know Debra would never cut his hair because I'd ask her not to. And she loves me. So does Mrs. Smith. But since my mom has known Debra longer than she has known me, she tells her everything. It's like they're best friends. And they even have a lot of the same friends. But since she tells her everything, Debra tends to know more about me than I do.

Sometimes when I show up to get my hair cut she'll ask me about stuff I don't even know about. And she's very involved in my social life. She asks me about my friends and my boyfriends. When I tell her me and a friend aren't getting along, she tells me to send them down there and she'll set them straight. And she convinced my mom to go out of town with my dad so I could have a Valentine's party. She also tries to get me to let her meet my boyfriends before I say yes to them. She wants to make sure they're good enough for me. It's really quite sweet if you think about it, but I'm not going to put anyone through that sort of torture...

I also have to be careful what we talk about, because if I tell her too much, she'll turn around and repeat it to my mother. And really, who wants their mom to know all about their personal life? Not me... I'd rather her believe I don't have one.

And now for the side bar:
Other grown ups with honorable mentions for blog entry material are:
Mrs. Smith, she's the coolest teacher ever
Mrs. Niles, she's the second coolest teacher ever, and her daughters name is Jordan too!
Mr. Gray and Mr. Westfall, my inspiration
Mr. Griffin, the beastmaster, who I get ideas from
Frau Bardin, not because I like her, but beause she says the stupidest things
Nana, my favorite family member