Aviation seems to pop up everywhere in my life

So I went and got my hair cut.  I was long past due for one and felt like a shaggy bum the whole weekend, but finally went and took the time.  Now, I'm not one of those guys that has a favorite barber I go to religiously; I just kind of float around to whomever's shop I'm closest to at the time.  This time, I ended up at a place called "Sisters Sisters"; don't laugh, they do men's hair too.

Here's where the link to this blog comes in.  We got to talking like everyone does and got on the subject of what I do.  When I explained, she told me that she had started taking flight lessons right before her son was born but hadn't finished.  Being the ever-vigilant ambassador of aviation, I encouraged her to pick it back up and get her certificate.

I'm not sure I was convincing enough, but it's a start.  I'm also very persistant, so I'll be going back there next time I need a haircut.  Potential fellow aviator or just a very good saleswoman: I'm not sure, but we'll see.  Every addition to the aviation family helps.