My mom started singing with a Big Band band. She had a gig at the Springville Art Museum Ball - which is like adult prom - and loved it. I got to do her hair. And I've never really done hair. Ever. Even in high school for dances or my own sister's wedding. So I was pretty proud of myself that I could pull this off is less than an hour. Granted, I have lots to learn still, but I like conquering that feeling of "I can't do that."Go little engine, Go!
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