- We were thieved. A hoodlum broke into our garage and took our Garmin (GPS) and Brian's circular saw. I guess my dad's right. We live in the ghetto. But I'm sure that crack-head needed the money worse than we needed that circular saw or the somewhat untrustworthy navigational device.
- I acquired the lamest sports injury in history. I took a long walk. And after that I couldn't walk for days. According to the internet, I probably had a bit of tendonitis. From walking. Are you kidding me?
- I read a list of symptoms for goiter. I concluded that I did not in fact have goiter. I woke up the next morning with goiter. It's better now.
- I have been crying excessively for the last two weeks. The last episode of "The Office" made me a wreck. My mom recited "The Road Less Traveled" at Easter dinner and I blubbered like a baby the entire time. I have turned into a sentimental sap. More so than before. It's probably a symptom of goiter.
- I finished the "Harry Potter" book series. Ten years later than the rest of the world. But wow, were they ever good!
- I had an exhilarating library experience. I requested that the library purchase about five books. And they did. And they held them for me so that I could read them first. The power may have gone to my head.
- We spent a lovely weekend in Indy with Brian's parents in which we ate copious amounts of meat. Mmmmmmmm...
- Our sweet 1995 Taurus has finally been repaired, i.e. it no longer has its "sweet purr" as I liked to refer to it. The purr had turned into a roar. You're welcome neighborhood. We have done our part to make this area a little less ghetto.
- In February I took a bunch of items to area consignment shops. Last week I went and collected $45 dollars from them. I did not have to get up early, put out tables, put stupid price stickers on anything, and make small talk with strange neighbors. I will never have another garage sale as long as I live.
- My brother-in-law claimed that if you put an orange in a sock and beat somebody with it, they'll be hurt badly but won't bruise. So guess what we did this weekend after purchasing oranges? He was wrong. I have a bruise on my arm from where I beat my own self with a sock-orange. Brian was the only one smart enough to not take part in this experiment.
I scoured the internet trying to figure out where I was going wrong. The helpful advice I found said: "Play around with the proportions and methods. You'll figure out what works for you." I don't want to play around! I just want someone to tell me what the three options are and spell out how to do them so I can end this torture!! One person said "don't use too much baking soda because it will end up making your hair more greasy." Another said, "If your hair is greasy you need to add some more baking soda." Thank you so much to the granola-eating-birkentstock-wearing-hippies who can't give me CLEAR INSTRUCTIONS ON HOW TO GET MY HAIR CLEAN.
I finally found what has worked for me, thanks to one kind person who made a comment on another blog with some clear instructions. I have a mixture of roughly two tablespoons of baking soda to one cup of water. I mix the baking soda with HOT water and shake it until dissolved. (The baking soda should have a slippery, not gritty feel.) I get my hair dripping wet, and then apply the mixture. Rub it in. Let it sit while I brush my teeth. (Yes, I brush my teeth in the shower...makes way more sense.) Then rinse it out really good. I then rinse the ends only of my hair with my vinegar mixture. (1 Tbs. Vinegar/1 C. Water) And then I rinse that out.
I think I'm going to stick with it for a while. I don't ever want to go through that adjustment period again. So I'll keep it going until a.) I'm wealthy and can afford really delightful organic hair products or b.) I'm too lazy to take it any longer.
With that, I leave you with a few pictures of what my hair looked like a few weeks into the project - and I wish you a happy spring!!!
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