Last night when I was so bored, I decided to cook dinner instead of actually baking. I forgot one of the biggest pains in the ass of moving into a new place, and not having most of your kitchen stuff, going to the grocery store is a never ending battle. I got the shortenning, but forgot the oil, walked past the eggs, didn't have apples for the apple muffins, and then didn't know I didn't have flour. Can someone tell me when Aluminum foil went up so high in price?
I was going to bake after dinner. I sat down with my cook books looked at everything and then decided that i had to get some oil. By the time I came back, I just resigned myself to relaxing, and I henna-ed my hair. So now, it is indeed red again! I love henna-ing my hair. Its not so even of a coat this time, but when I do it again in 14 days, It'll fix itself. It's so good for your hair. It covered the bit of grey that I was developing at my right temple. By the time I'm fifty, I'll have all grey hair. My mother nearly does. I'm starting in her pattern. I'm sure that's where it's headed.
Today, I woke up, didn't hit snooze, jumped in the shower and proceeded to let the henna goop rinsed outta my hair. Well, it doesn't always come out with one shampoo. So three shampoos later, I get the majority of it out, then go on to the conditioner. It takes a good half hour to do this. I get out, look at the mirror and see that i've missed a glob.
It's this dance every time, but it's worth it.
Gosh, my hair is REALLY red. It's been a while.
Then, I go downstairs and make sausage and egg sandwhiches for John. Make his lunch, and then make spaghetti, then make mashed potatoes with chilis, black beans and garlic for my dinner. Put both of them in foil, and now, I don't have to cook when I get home. Just turn on the oven, pop them in, wait forty five minutes. I cook, he does the dishes and wipes everything down.
Gotta run
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I found the rest of my candles last night. I think. I'm not sure what I threw out and what I didn't.