22 February 2008
rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb with bonus update
[Insert text totally unrelated to sunrise shot]. So. This morning I went to an unfamiliar salon and asked for a haircut. The woman was a tad more goth-like than I am generally comfortable with when it comes to people with whom I’m trusting aspects of my appearance. And when she used the words "lovely" and "silver" in the same sentence when referring to my hair I thought hmmm, doesn’t augur well. She then tried to make up lost ground by declaring me to be surely not old enough to have a baby, and when I mentioned that said baby recently turned fourteen, she dropped the scissors on the floor. It was at this point I noticed her hands had a distinct tremble.
Again with the not auguring well, etc.
But! It’s actually a great cut. Of course I may take that back tomorrow when I’m wrestling with the hairdryer and trying to style it myself. I’ll let you know.
Later in the afternoon I removed all yesterday’s newly purchased op shop yarn from the freezer (24 hours in the freezer kills any moths, apparently). I took a photo of the youngest child’s new gap-toothed smile. I collected some undyed sock yarn from the post office. I shrieked at a huntsman on the kitchen window.
I tell you it’s all go around here.
Look. I finally found the glass butter dish I’ve been searching for in op shops for two years now. I knew it would turn up one day. Isn’t it beautiful?
In other news, I’ve been very domestic lately on my days off.
Bread rolls, and nectarine chutney …
… there is nectarine jam too, unphotographed as yet.
Pears from a friend’s tree. Some eaten fresh, others became pear and ginger crumble.
And man-sized green fingerless mitts from my hand dyed green yarn. That’s my hand up there, valiantly trying to appear bigger than it is in order to show off the lovely 5 x 1 rib pattern. I had no male model handy. Hahaha. Shut up.
That’s your lot for today. You know I’m spouting all this trivia to break up the dye-obsessive posts, don’t you?
Sueeeus arrives on Monday! (Cue lots of dusting and de-moulding the shower tiles this weekend).
Saturday update: a) the haircut is not quite as spectacular today and b) this morning I cleaned the shower tiles so vigorously that three of them fell off the wall. Oh yeah it's real pretty now.