I has been a while, hasn’t it?

My brother and my sister-in-law stayed with us for a couple of days last week, which was excellent. Our guest room is all put together now so they had a real bed to sleep on. Wednesday night Alantra (that’s my sis-in-law) and I cooked a big dinner and dessert for six. Well, she cooked, I assisted. It was lovely. I got to use these wee pink ramekins I’d purchased that day for the occasion — they were filled with peach/pear/blueberry crisps.

So ten days ago, I went to the local salon in my town to have my hair colored. I wanted it brought down to a warm chocolate brown, and to have the old blond highlights and the gray hairs covered. When I came out, my hair was BLACK. I am too nice to say anything to the guy, and I was hoping it would just fade a bit.

But no, it didn’t. It was SO dark, and looked ridiculous with my skin tone. Three days later I was on the phone with Vain in Belltown, making an emergency color correct appt. This Monday after work, they performed a miracle and my hair is back to a warm brown, with a hint of auburn. It had to bleached out first, so sadly my once soft thick luxurious mane is a bit more crunchy than I am used to. I am told it will bounce back, and am taking Omega-3-6-9 oil capsules.

I wish I had the guts to have gone back to my local place and ask for a refund. I’m sure it’s too late now. Instead my punishment will be to never go back there again. It was not the first time I was underwhelmed by this guy’s abilities. So much for cheaping out on hair care. Not worth it.

I have a pretty long list for this weekend but a lot of it is fun stuff like taking Kona on a long walk and getting the box spring delivered. Oh yeah and the bookcase arrives Tuesday! Meaning I will have a place to put all my books instead of the floor, AND it will be the last big piece of furniture our house needs for a long while. Whew.

I guess what’s next is a new kitchen sink. The one that came with the place is black and I hate it. I was reminded again of why it sucks this morning when I discovered an earwig in Kona’s food dish. I tossed it into the sink and tried to wash it down the drain. But as the sink is black and the bug is black, I couldn’t really see it. I though it had it, but when I came back a minute later, the fucker was trying to crawl up the side. White or stainless will do, thx.

Listened to part of the debate on NPR last night. Obviously I am voting for Obama, but I thought I’d listen in for a bit. McCain sounded like a scolding grandfather or some horrible old boss you hate who refuses to learn to work the email and makes his secretary do it. The thought of having to listen to that voice for four years (or even WORSE, his running mate), kind of makes my blood run cold.