I wanted to start by thanking everyone for checking in on my recent hair/cancer post.
So, just to be clear – I don’t expect to lose that much hair on Wednesday. Maybe a patch the size of a quarter to the size of an Oreo. Or maybe, depending on the scar it will be in a line the length/width of a crayon… I just don’t know yet – I won’t know for a little while – but I’m fine, and it’s just hair, and whatever. Also, I’m not dying. Well, we’re all dying , aren’t we? But I am not dying at an accelerated rate any more than I was before I started growing a pilomatrical carcinoma on my scalp.
Now that we have that under control, let’s talk weekend.
First of all, I got a lot of extra sleep this weekend, and I’m glad I did. I was apparently pretty tired. I’m also tend to sleep when I’m stressed, and I’ll be honest – work is a little stressful right now. We’re getting ready for a User Group, which I am not excited about – mostly because the sessions I am facilitating are contingent on a new release that may or may not drop before the conference. Plus, my new team member doesn’t seem to be too excited about being on the team – to the point where he hasn’t physically moved into the department. Which is fine, it means extra time sitting next to my old partner. But it’s kind of like removing a band-aid slowly, and it would hurt less to rip the sucker off.
Anyway, so I slept a lot over the weekend. Nap-o-rama.
I also ate some fro-yo from Sweet Cece’s. I highly, highly recommend a trip to Sweet Cece’s if you live near one. Seriously.
|Note - I never eat this much - in fact, mine never goes above the rim, or even close.|
I did hit the Y for Water Aerobics, and I decided that it’s high time for a new bathing suit. So I ordered one from Lands' End:
|Sporty, but how does it look from behind?|
|Nice, love the X back!|
I also hit up the local nail place for a wax and pedi. Here’s the color I went with, this time:
|Almost the perfect color - it needs some shimmery bits, though.|
Louvre Me, Louvre Me Not.
Oh, OPI – so clever. You need to let me come work for you. Kind of matches the swimsuit. Not intentional.
Yesterday I hit up the Farmer’s Market for goodies – came home with lunch for me and the mister from Jamaicaway (patties for both of us – rice and peas and greens for him), plus peaches, limas and tomatoes.
|These are often described as being like Hot Pockets. Which would be true, except that Hot Pockets are nasty, and patties are not. I like curry chicken and spicy beef the very best.|
I also made a little trip to Trader Joe’s for the essentials, but they were out of turkey meatballs. I wanted to cry… but I held it together.
Made some dinner, played word games on my Kindle… and that’s how you can kill a weekend.
Now if I can just squeeze through the next two work days (and the minimal training therein), I get two whole days off, maybe some fun drugs to go with them.