Did we miss something?

Yesterday morning, Spence and I were out waiting for the 6:12am bus.

Yes, I said 6:12am bus.

Cars were speeding all over the place.  Three alone just through our apartment complex parking lot.  At 6am.  We maybe see one car per week at that time in the morning.  Three in one morning.  Hmmm.

People speeding up through yellow lights, speeding through green lights, not even slowing down to turn corners.

Were we walking that slow? No.

We then began to wonder if it was the zombie apocalypse and we should be running away or something.  Looked round, nope, no zombies.  I asked Spence if he was a zombie.  He said "not yet, you?".  Nope.

We looked up.  No Motherships or Alien Invaders.  No flaming asteroids screaming towards Earth.

Gas at the corner station: $4.29 per gallon (regular).

Fast forward to 6pm.

Got off the bus at the corner, gas was $4.35 per gallon (regular).

I think we did miss something.  I think we missed an entire week.

How else would you justify a 6 cent increase in one day?

Don't answer that.

Hair Chaos

With a sassy new 'do comes not so sassy new duties.

No more wash n' go hair.

I'm actually going to have to put forth some effort to keep my new 'do sassified.

Purchased this weekend: smoothing serum and a nice round brush.

Dug out from the depths of the undersink bathroom cabinet and dusted off: one old blow dryer that remarkably still functions.

Just for the record, I've only ever used that poor blow dryer when I was desparate to dry my hair.  There was no shaping with a round brush involved.

Time to learn some new skills.

Wishing right now that I had an extra hand or two until I get the hang of all this...

Pampered

Sassy new 'do and not a grey hair in sight.

I walked last minute into a local salon that I hadn't seen before.

Told the stylist, "do what you want".

She ran with it.

Love. It.

Tired and vamped and ready to rock

Tired: Still not getting enough sleep.

Vamped: I had blood taken today.

Ready to rock: I have a Zipcar membership.

I'm looking forward to packing up a Zipcar or Ziptruck full of donations or consignments or hazardous household waste and taking it off to someplace other than the Chaos.

Think I owe a hair update...

...it is still not colored.

I'm tired of doing it.

I had to file my taxes early so that we could fill out and submit financial aid forms for college.

I'm getting a refund.

It got deposited yesterday.

Work is having another convention booth down in LA at the end of March.

I've lost 9 lbs.

I'm stressed and not sleeping enough.

I deserve a rest.

I deserve a treat.

Mid-March I will be going for the works.

Mid-March plus one day:

The before mid-March will be forgotten.

No grey hairs.

A sassy new haircut.

A happy me.

...and I won't scare anybody off at the convention.


Bring it.