Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Bah humbug!

Well, friends, I just couldn't do it.

I was all set: I was justified in my outrage. I had a valid complaint. I'd planned out what I was going to say.

But then...

Well, I just couldn't go through with it.

I still don't like my haircut, but I can live with it. When it came down to it, I just couldn't go back to the salon and tell this perfectly nice woman that I hated what she'd done to my hair. I envisioned her dissolving into tears. I envisioned the manager giving her what-for over it and then her dissolving into tears.

Oh, I know: some of you are thinking that I wimped out, and that's ok. I can live with that ;)

Nope, I didn't go through with it, but it sure was fun to get it all off my chest-- even if it WAS just in my head.

Ahead in the next post: THE SURGE MILKER!!

Happy Wednesday!
Kimberley

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Hermit's weekend

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Do you ever have those days where you feel that you SHOULD leave your house, but you just don't want to? I had a day like that yesterday. I knew that I should go to yoga, and to the grocery store, but... I just didn't want to. I even got as far as taking a shower and getting dressed, and then at the last minute just decided that I didn't want to go.

Instead, I took Kira for a nice, long walk around the neighborhood. When we got back I decided that egg salad would be just the thing for lunch (hence the picture above-- I just love those gorgeous, earthy tones) and set them to cooking. Leaving the eggs to cool, I lay down for a nap and when I woke up I finished up the egg salad:

egg salad

I make mine with a combination of mayonnaise and sour cream, salt and pepper, herbs d' provence, and dried dill weed. Add some organic green leaf lettuce and organic whole grain bread, and it's darn near perfect.

And that, friends, was probably my biggest accomplishment of the day :)

Chris has been in Florida for most of the week, and he's coming home today, hooray! It's just the motivation that I need to actually, REALLY, TRULY get to the grocery store today.

In other news, I received an awful haircut on Friday (I won't be sharing pictures of THAT!). Having had time to think it over, I've decided that I'm going back to the salon on Tuesday and talk to the woman who cut it. I'm not out for blood, but I just really want her to know that what upsets me most is that I ended up with all three things that I specifically told her that I didn't want. She seems like a nice enough person whose feelings I'm not out to hurt, but darnnit! I have to live with this thing, and it seems fair enough to tell her that I'm not happy about it. I'm so mad, as a matter of fact, that I've woken up the past two nights seething about it. Of course then I feel like the lowest scum because it's not genocide in Rwanda or Darfur that I can't sleep over, it's something as frivolous as my hair. How blessed and spoiled in equal measure I am that that's my most pressing worry.

Whether your weekend was spent in solitude or surrounded by people, I hope that you enjoyed it!
Kimberley