5 posts tagged “hair”
I realized last night that I haven't brushed my hair in... I don't know how long.
Crazie.
I'm a bit bored.
Yeah, sure, there's a million things I could be doing. I COULD do the rest of the dishes, or clean up the house or go get Little T's laundry up from the basement, or I could even take a shower and start getting ready for work. But I don't really want to do any of those things, and I'm starting to get sick so I think I should just sit on my Tush and not do nothin'. (Including using proper grammar.)
Over the past few months I've taken various pictures on my camera phone, some with the intent to blog about, some just because I saw something cool/funny that I wanted to remember and some... I have no fucking idea why I took them. Today, I loaded them all up onto Vox and I'm going to have a show and tell.
Exciting, huh?
...A bit of a warning... you might want to get comfy, 'cause there's a lot of 'em.
Me, with freakishly curly and reddish hair. (In the Terrorist's bathroom)
Lesley and I laying on the benches at Ikea, waiting for her couch. Fuck, I loved that couch. It was a little on the soft side but it was so big and cozy and wonderful.
A picture of one of the first cloves of garlic to ever enter my woman-ness (sorry I've been reading romance novels lately) I believe the keys are there for scale. I haven't had those key chains in ages. That was taken a LONG time ago.
I really don't know why this picture was taken. I believe it was to convince Chris to come hang out with us. I don't think it worked.
These two were taken the morning of Adian's 6th birthday. (I think it was 6th.) We had breakfast and then went swimming at the local-ish community center. It was a lot of fun. Miss those two terribly.
This picture sucks. And as stated in the last post I'm lazy and don't feel like fucking with the levels on it to make it clearer. What it is... two bottles of NightTrain a bit bottle and a little bottle. The T got the big one, I got the little one, we proceeded to drink them all then had my first drunken sex experience. I'm sure there was more to it then that, but those are the key points... And I remember the sex well, it was some good lovin'.
My friend Kathrine uses the handle "SexHead" for all her online adventures so I decided to show her that she's not the only one who suffers (is it really suffering though?) from Sexhead.
Back around April or May the T and his roommates had a BBQ. It was to celebrate the birthday of one of their friends/roommates who had passed away a few months prior. The T invited me and I did my best to "forget" about it because I'm not good with strangers especially since I wasn't sure where he and I stood regarding relationship stuff and I knew there would probably be a lot of his female friends there many of whom he'd boned at some point in the past. Anyway, he wouldn't let me forget and Lesley wasn't home so I couldn't get her opinion on how I looked to I took a picture and sent it to Kathrine for her opinion. This was the picture I sent.
This flower was at the gate to our front yard. I'm sure it's dead now but when I took this picture it was still doing well even though it was REALLY freakin cold outside.
It's a mouse cheese grater!!! How cool is that?!?!?!
Apparently you can buy vibrators at Freddie's now. I love the fact that they write "Personal Massager" on it and have a picture of a chick on the cover. They could at least try to be a bit more discreet. Any-who, it's good to know that if my "personal massager" breaks I don't have to go far to get another one.
At work we've been having a lot of waste at the end of the night so we've started discounting certain items to $1 after 8pm. When I got to work after my weekend this is the sign that the 19 year old supervisor created to inform our customers about our deal. It says "All Pastries on the top shelf are just $1 today. (Smiley Face) Awesome people love pasties." I was the first one to notice the typo. We decided to leave the sign up until someone commented on it and it took about a month or so.
I got this awesome dip recipe from my sister a few years ago. The shit is like crack. You can't stop. You know you've had enough and you don't really want anymore but you just can't stop eating it. After I made it the other day I wanted to try a little sample of it because it had been a year or so since I last had it. My little sample turned into 1/3 of the plate. Oops.
Ps. If you're interested... Take a warm block of cream cheese, blend it with half a bottle of Hickory Smoke BBQ sauce, dice up an onion, a green pepper and a tomato, put the blended stuff down first, layer the other things on it and top with shredded cheese. It's delicious. Or just really addicting.
Okay I think that's it for picture time. I need to go smoke a cigg and make the kid some lunch then get ready for work even though I really don't want to go because I don't feel good and it's cold and it's going to be busy as all fuck.
one of those people who are uber scary looking in the morning.
I mean, I'm not going to win beauty contests or anything but for the most part I pretty much look normal.
Shaz... is not like that. Shaz wears a lot of make up and does crazy shit to her hair so when she wakes up she's kind of scary looking. Make up is smeared everywhere. Big eye makeup circles and hair all crazy.*
Today, I looked like Shaz.
Before I went out last night I did my make up, my theory was that if I wore a lot of dark eye make up it would help draw attention from the dark bags under my eyes. Not sure if it worked or not but that's neither here nor there.
I was exhausted last night, I think I was more tired than drunk actually and did not remove the make up before I went to bed.
When I went into the bathroom this morning I actually gasped a bit. I looked like I had been in a fight, both eyes were black with bits of purple, my hair was a fright but yet I had on the prettiest shiny HUGE earrings.
Yes. I admit. I did all of this just to have an excuse to show off my earrings. They're pretty!!!!
I lost my fucking lighter!!. I stole it from the airport. (Someone left it on a bench or something probably cause they were going through security.) I had a shit ton of lighters and they all seem to be slowly disappearing. I grabbed this one and I was going to stick it with my bowl that way I can stop smoking with matches but the fucking thing is missing.
I think I might have picked it up and moved it when Little T was sleeping in here and now I just can't remember where the fuck I put it.
Okay, I'm getting distracted.
*I'm not picking on Shaz here... She knows she's "un-composed" in the morning... I'm just using her as an example.
Tonight was a fairly smooth night at work.
Aside from the fact that I have ice cream in my hair.
The girls leave tomorrow.
I feel kind of bad I haven't really done any going away type things for them.
I was gonna go get a drink with Les and the Caldera clan but because of the early babysitting/ice cream in hair I didn't really wanna go.
I'm on a major list kick lately... Forgive me.
Things I want to accomplish while they're gone.
- Clean entire house. Top to bottom & Bottom to top.
- Dance around naked.
- Find out what is wrong with shower and fix it (or find someone who can)
- Reclaim my rightful spot in the magical bed.
- There's more but I can't remember what it is.
In the past week alone I have found:
1 new gray hair.
2 new WHITE eyebrow hairs.
1 gray pube.
I remember laughing at/joking with a friend that they were old because s/he was complaining about having found gray pubes. Ugh. This is no laughing matter. I feel the need to jump out of a plane or something to prove my youth.
I'm hungry! Why am I hungry...
Damn you Nathan!!! Damn you!!