Things that Go BUMP in my Mind

Knitting, stitching, reading, gardening, cooking--I have no time for any of it.

Monday, November 29, 2004

When the going gets tough

The tough color their hair. After working most of Thanksgiving weekend (and being followed around by a very clingy four-year-old when I wasn't working), I threw caution to the winds and went from light brown with highlights to brunette, baby. Yep. I'm now "Roasted Chestnut", or rather, my hair is.

I can't remember exactly when I became dissatisfied with my hair color, but I'm guessing it was around the time my mom got me a subscription to "Seventeen". The girls in that magazine were a lot of things I wasn't--thin, popular, pretty--but the thing I really noticed was the hair. Be it blond, black, brown, or red, they all had hair of a definite color. My hair, in contrast, could charitably be described as "nondescript." Since I wasn't at the time much given to being charitable toward myself, I most often called it "mousy" or "dishwater."

My first adventure into hair color alteration was with my friend Emily. One summer, we decided that we simply had to die our bangs blond to look like John Taylor of Duran Duran. The logic of this decision escapes me now, but at the time, I assure you, it was quite compelling. Anyway, we loaded ourselves up with peroxide and sat outside for hours to achieve the desired effect. Poor Emily. No one much noticed it on me--home-do peroxide doesn't stand out much on dishwater blond--but she had dark brown hair and ended up with shockingly orange-blond bangs. And she was a cheerleader, so everyone noticed it. It took her years to live it down.

I next ventured down the primrose path of follicular color enhancement when I was a senior in college. My roommate and I were somewhat at loose ends between finals and graduation. One evening, aided by the inspiration of a couple of beers, Kelly decided that her naturally blond locks were looking a bit bland and needed some punching up. Several hours (and a few more beers) later, Kelly and I were both very, very blond.

You may be wondering why I decided to go along with Kelly on this little adventure. Did I mention the beers? Also, I had to know if I could have more fun as a blond. Kelly was blond, and she had lots of fun--guys were generally falling all over her. Me? Not so much. I knew at the time that there were lots of reasons for this *other* than hair color--Kelly was (and is) quite pretty and more socially adept than I, not to mention a better dancer. Nevertheless, a change in hair color certainly couldn't *hurt*, now could it? And indeed, it did not hurt, although it didn't help much, either.

I remained a self-made blond through most of my first year of law school. In late spring, though, I went auburn while in a fit of pique over the vicissitudes of the parole evidence rule. From bright blond to dark red in 1/2 an hour--feel the rush, fearles readers. Even more fun was the reaction from my friends and classmates the next morning, some of whom did a cartoon-style double-take when I said good morning. Heh.

I've been coloring my hair more or less regularly ever since then. Sometimes, it's a response to stress. Some people eat chocolate, I color my hair. Your point was ...? More often, though, I just do it to give myself a little lift when my beauty routine has gone a bit stale. I'll find myself looking at my nondescript (see? I'm charitable now) tresses and thinking, "that's just not me." Nope. I am a person with hair of a definite *color*, which (today, anyway) is Roasted Chestnut.

Monday, November 22, 2004

Blasphemous rumors...

If God has a sense of humor (and if you've ever taken a good look at a manatee, you know He does), He must be busting an eternal and uncreated Gut right about now at all the Orthodox Christians in America who are trying to keep the Nativity Fast during the most gluttonous period of the year. I mean, seriously--I can practically hear the Divine Snickering at the sight of Orthodox all over the country, huddling by the crudite plate at holiday parties because raw veggies (without the yummy ranch dip) are the only lenten item on the table. And alcohol is off limits, too (unless you happen to be Serbian, in which case beer is apparently not alcohol), so you can't even ease the pain. Yep. It's a laugh riot.

All of this is by way of saying that I made cookies for Owen's birthday party at school last night, and I ate waaaaaay too many of them in the process. Because you can't stop at just one, you know. And today is the Thanksgiving lunch for my building--they were deep frying the turkey when I pulled into the parking lot this morning. Gonna be a looooong day.

Thursday, November 04, 2004

I can't say I'm surprised

Persian
You are a Persian! You are quiet, gentle, and
loving, though sometimes you need extra
attention and care. Some might call you high
maintenance, but you just need to be pampered.

What breed of cat are you?
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A meme from me...

It's been too long since I've blogged, so I thought I'd answer these questions that have been making the rounds...

1. What time do you get up? Weekdays, about 6:00 if I'm running, about 6:30 if I'm not. Weekends, 6:30-7 unless DH takes pity on me. No wonder I love naps so much.

2. If you could eat lunch with one person, who would it be? Now, I could be smarmy here and say "my beloved husband" because I know he reads my blog, but I'll resist. Actually choosing someone is tough. Probably my deceased grandfather, because there are a bunch of questions I'd love to ask him about his life. If it has to be someone currently living, hmmmm... I think I'd pick my favorite foodie, Alton Brown.

3. Gold/silver? Why on earth should I have to choose? I wear both, depending upon my outfit. Gold jewelry probably looks better on me, though.

4. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? "The Manchurian Candidate." Not bad, really. It's not like you really have to force me to spend 90 minutes looking at Denzel Washington and Liev Schrieber anyway, but it was still a pretty good movie. Meryl Streep's performance was superb even by her high standards.

5. What is your favorite tv show? Of TV shows currently running, it's probably "Scrubs". DH and I really don't watch all that much TV other than sports. Of shows no longer on the air, "Sports Night." Damn, I miss that show.

6. What did you have for breakfast? A cinnamon crisp bagel with cream cheese and coffee. And too many helpings from the sample plate at the cafe.

7. Who would you hate to be stuck in a room with? I guess it all depends on how big the room is. Assuming we're talking about a relatively small space, I'm going with "someone with the stomach flu."

8. What/Who inspires you?
God, my family, the beauty of creation...

10. Beach, City or Country? Country, I guess. Why isn't "mountains" an option?

11. Favorite ice cream? Starbucks Java Chip, followed closely by Mayfield's Turtle Tracks.

12. Butter, plain or salted popcorn? Butter and salt, please. And keep that nasty microwave stuff away from me.

13. Favorite color? I never know. Green, I guess. The warm sagey kind, not the cool limey kind.

14). What kind of car do you drive? A Honda Accord--an old one.

15). Favorite sandwich? Chicken salad. They have really great chicken salad sandwiches at Currant Thymes here in Greenville. After DS#2 was born I had severe anxiety for a couple of weeks, and the chicken salad sandwich at Currant Thymes was the first complete meal I was able to eat.

16). What characteristic do you despise? Arrogance.

17). Favorite flowers? Sarah Bernhardt peonies.

18). What is your dream vacation? My perfect "vacation" would be six months and all the money I wanted, so I could really take my time and see things. I'd probably go to Itally, the south of France, and various places in the UK.

19). What color is your bathroom? Walls are a funky floral wallpaper.

20). Favorite brand of clothing? I don't do brands for the most part. That said, if money were no object I would probably spend a lot of my time shopping at Talbots.

21). Where would you retire? Highlands, North Carolina.

22). Favorite day of the week? Probably Thursday. Thursday is the day when I feel the weekend coming.

24). Where were you born? Arizona.

25). Favorite sport to watch? Golf. Yes, really. Not that I have time to watch any sports at all.

28) Which detergent do you use? Tide.

29.) Coke or Pepsi? Diet Pepsi if it's sufficiently cheap, otherwise Publix store brand (which is actually quite good).

30) Are you a morning person or a night owl? I tend toward being a morning person. I like the peace of the mornings, before anyone else gets up. If I'm out of coffee, however, all bets are off.

31) What is your shoe size? Who wants to know? Oh, all right, it's 8 1/2.

32). Do you have any pets? At last count, two cats (Bosco and Daphne) and a beta fish.

33) Your favorite season? Fall, without question. I love it when the weather starts to turn a little bit cooler.

34). What time is it? Does anybody really know what time it is? Does anybody really care?

36) Nickname? Mommy, Kir.

37) Number of candles on your last birthday cake? 35.

38) Kids? Two boys.

39) Hair colour? Light brown. Really, it's rather boring. I prefer to be a reddish auburn, so it's about time to hit the Miss Clairol again.

40) Tattoos? None

41) Eyes? Hazel. When I was in kindergarten and had just learned that my eye color was called "hazel", my teach dismissed us by eye color. Of course, she never called "hazel", so I was the last one there. It was still many years before I just learned to say "green" and be done with it.

42) How much do you love your job? Depends on what day you ask me. Sometimes I love the work, sometimes I don't. However, I always love the fact that I have a good working environment, great benefits, and enough flexibility to be a mom and a lawyer.

43) Favorite food? Probably whatever I'm eating at a given moment. As a general rule, if it has a creamy sauce or gravy of some kind, I'll eat it.

44) Been to Africa? No, and probably never will.

45) Been toilet papering? Nope. I'm too much of a goody two-shoes.

46) Have you ever been in love? Yes.

47) Been in a car accident? Two. One was my fault, the other was not.

48) Croutons or bacon bits? Again with the choices? Both.

50) Favorite restaurant? Augusta Grille.

51) Favorite non-alcoholic drink? Tea, either hot or iced.

52) How many times did you fail your driver's test? None. I passed (barely, I admit) the first time.

54) Do you sing in the shower? No, but I have been known to yodel in the bathtub.

55) At which store would you like to max your credit card? Probably Williams-Sonoma or Barnes & Noble.

56) What do you do most when you are bored? If I'm bored at work I'll surf the web; I'm rarely bored at home, but if I'm at loose ends because the kids are occupied but will need me again sooner than I can actually get anything accomplished, I'll look at a magazine.

57) Bedtime? Between 10 and 11.

58) Glass half empty or half full? Wouldn't you like to know?

59) If you could live anywhere in the world where would you live? Someplace woodsy and green. Portland Oregon would be nice, but so would the aforementioned Highlands or its surrounding towns.