Today was a bit tough, and certainly cemented my plan for the evening. Sitting through an afternoon meeting with a killer headache (despite Excedrin) was not fun.

So this evening I had a hair appointment for 5pm, but since I was running late leaving the office, I called to let them know I wasn't going to be on time, so I got my appointment switched to 7pm. This way I got to come home, chill with the Bug on the patio, ice my brain, and then mosey on to my later appointment time. I got my hair washed, cut and styled, and then I went shoe shopping at DSW (picking up a cute pair of sandals and a shiny pair of flats), treat shopping at PetSmart, picked up Lamb Pasanda from Akbar's Indian Restaurant, and came home to eat yummy food and watch Project Runway. A tough day deserves an evening of some pampering, right?
( pictures follow )

Why Do You Do What You Do?

Inspired by silverstah 's post




click images to biggie...

So far alchemist_9327  is the only guy to comment on my new hair. I'm guessing the rest are either mourning the loss of long hair, or not tuned in this morning. (What is it with guys and long hair?) For the record, Alan has already taken advantage of the exposed neck a time or two. ;)
Oh, and I was fearing some serious bed-head this morning since I've never had hair this short (in my memory) but luckily it fell right back to place when the hair brush looked at it. Sweet! I have my own share of problems, but good well-behaved hair is truly a blessing.

theodorad  came over to work with Alan on their 20' up class notes, so they worked on content for an hour downstairs watching Hogan's Heroes, while I watched Destroyed in Seconds upstairs. I had the veep debate on the background while I then took my turn at reviewing and making minor edits to the class notes and chatting with the marvelous Theo.

( the debate and my take... )

BTW, I loved this bit on the Daily Show with Jon Stewart from Wed night:
http://www.hulu.com/watch/37338/the-daily-show-with-jon-stewart-wed-oct-1-2008?c=422:738

um...
( boo! )

The one thing I remember about my dream last night was that I decided my hair was too heavy and so I had it chopped off to a very short bob. I remember liking not having to deal with the weight of a ponytail and enjoying the breezes on my neck. Since I don't visualize well, I remember the feel rather than how I think it looked.
I woke up with the same amount of hair as I went to sleep with (more or less) and didn't really want to do anything with it this morning. Perhaps I should buy a bob wig to play with...

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I finished re-painting Alan's war standard this weekend, and it has been heat set (within an inch of its life), rinsed and is hanging up to dry in the hall bath. (BTW, to my guests, my sincere apologies to you all for the state of that bathroom. We don't use it much, so on first glance it was fine, but now I am appalled at my lack of hospitality and beg you all for forgiveness. Apparently I only notice these things when on my knees rinsing out the banner in the tub.) It rinsed well, but the bleed parts I had carefully ironed around so as not to heat set were actually heat set when I tossed it in the dryer for a bit. Duh! So, um, yeah, there are still the bled parts on the banner, but hopefully at 20 feet up you won't be able to tell. sigh.

Onto the hemming portion next.

But in between banner phases, I was able to catch up on some sewing. Listen, I had started hand sewing a 16th cent. high-necked smock in April 2007 before Landing Days and entered it and its pieces into the Crown A&S display that Valharic and Arielle requested of fighters and consorts. I even posted some in progress pictures up on Flickr back in May '07 or something. I've been toting this thing almost everywhere to work on it, but since I always take more than one project, it has been ignored in lieu of knitting or embroidery or, well, almost anything but it. It isn't even finished but is already stained from taking in places, that I hope I can get out in the laundry. Well I started taking it to practice on Tuesdays as my thing to work on, as knitting with wool outdoors in the 90's was a bit much. Finally, this weekend, I finished the last long seam, attached the cuffs, and am half way done hemming it. Over a year later I hope to be able to wear it at Pennsic. :)

I have a long and sordid relationship with hair dye. For those who have known me a long time, this is no surprise.
I've cut back drastically in the past few years for two reasons. 1) despite my love of hair dye, I hate having to maintain roots, and 2) I've been trying to keep my hair healthier for the Locks of Love donations.

I love the smell of hair dye in the evening.

Let's just say, it's that time every three years. Don't go buying me fancy hair sticks or combs for the holidays either. 

As Tank Girl would say,