Happy Memorial Day!

I forgot to add that in the previous post. Enjoy the last hours of freedom (for those of you that had off today), some of us are not so lucky.

Why??

Can someone please explain to me the phenomenon that is my hair? For at least two weeks now it has done nothing but be a pain in my ass. It looks like poo as soon as I walk out the door in the morning. So why now two days before my hair appointment is it acting perfectly. Why does it insist on being fabulous right before I'm going to have a life changing hair cut? Ok, not really life changing, I'm not planning on chopping it all off, but I am considering something a lot different. But now I'm reconsidering having a drastic change since it has decided it would like to cooperate with me and my shiny new hairdryer (see below). Time will tell. Perhaps tomorrow it will be back to it's craptastic self and I'll keep plan A.

In other news: The new dryer is installed. Yippie! Gone are the days of elevated power bills and believing fully that the dryer will take off and fly away at any minute.

We're going to a Memorial Day bbq in a bit with a lot of people who are a lot younger than us and as a result have a lot more energy. Andy just came in the door and said he was tired.

Him: I'm tired wifey.

Me: Do you not want to go then?

Him: No, I want to go. I'll just have a little rest before we leave.

So is he 25 or 52?

Smoking clothes = a new dryer

Finally, they broke down and they're going to spend some $$ on this place. When we first moved in I told the landlords that it took 2-3 hour long cycles to dry one load of clothes. Nothing was ever done about it.

Last night I put a load in to dry. About 10 minutes later I heard a bunch of change rolling around in there (out of Andy's pants no doubt) and it was driving me crazy. So I went to get it out and when I opened the dryer door the clothes were smoking! Yes, literally smoking. So Andy went to tell them this morning about the problem. At first they said that they would have someone come look at it (one of the landlord's husbands) and if he couldn't fix it they would call a repair man.

Really? A repair man? This thing is at least 20 years old and you're going to pay a repair man to tell you that you need to buy a new dryer? I understand frugality and not spending money if you don't have to, but who really thinks you need to fix a 20 year old dryer? So they told the husband and thankfully he has some sense. Because he didn't even need to come look at it before he came to the conclusion that the heating element was probably bad and they would be better off just buy a new one. Why? Because in his words, "It's just too old." Huh, who'd have ever thought of that?

So we are anxiously awaiting the arrival of our new dryer!

I'm Smad!!

That's right I said it, I'm smad. The beach is calling my name, but I can't answer because gas is $4/gallon right now. I was supposed to go and spend a glorious weekend at the beach with Whitney for her bachelorette party. My plans were sidetracked, however, by the ever climbing cost of gasoline. This is ridiculous. I'm so mad. And I'm so sad. I'm smad!



PS, 10 points to the person who can tell me what I'm talking about.

New Hairdryer 5000

A girl can't be expected to go a day without a hairdryer can she? Right after work today Andy and I took a trip to Walmart and picked up a new one. He, of course, thought it was ridiculous how much I was willing to spend. But I didn't want to get the cheapest because I want it to last me a while. I didn't buy the most expensive either because after all I'm not made of money you know.

Here it is in all it's glory.



4 heat settings, 3 power settings, and "IONIC Technology." But if the ions prove to be too much for me I have an on and off button.

I think I'll take a shower tonight so I can try it out.

Is the week over yet?

So my sinus infection is in full swing. I also have a sore throat now thanks to the never ending stream of grossness running down my throat. Yummy!

It's another crappy day outside. I put on short sleeves this morning. I was hopeful that the temperature would defy the sky today and be around 60. It didn't. I set one foot out the door and immediately turned around and put on a turtleneck. It was 48. I left of my flip flops though. It's May 21st and my feet are tired of being confined in shoes. So I'm bluffing the weather and my feet are free today. My poppy colored toenails are out for everyone to see and they are happy! At least part of my body is happy.

Also, my hairdryer broke this morning. It's my fault though. I jinxed myself about two mornings ago. I was drying my hair and thinking how good this particular dryer had been. It had lasted a long time (I bought it summer of '04) and I was surprised that it hadn't broken yet. Low and behold two mornings later it shut down mid dry. So now my hair is in a lovely, fuzzy pony tail. I can often beat my hair into submission but the beating can not commence unless my hair is fully dry. I did attempt to use my curling brush to dry the rest of it. I took off the brush part and turned it on, but at that rate it would have taken an hour for my hair to dry. So I gave up.

I called Whitney last night to tell her that I can't go to her bachelorette weekend. I can't afford the gas. I just love the new improved gas prices. I think they're super. I'm thinking all kinds of bad things about the gasoline industry right now. I won't put it in type though, so as to avoid another hairdryer type incident.

Sinus update...

My head is going to explode and my ear is ringing.

Oh and I just got soaked walking to my car from work. Pajamas please!