This morning I was making good time in my daily routine. I was on my way to being only 15 minutes late to work, which is exceptional for me! As one of the final steps in my morning regimen, I took my hair down and started blow drying it. I gave it a few minutes and then I said to myself, "this doesn't seem as hot as it usually is...I bet I accidentally switched it to the warm setting instead of hot." So I took a look at it and noticed that the button had indeed slid down to warm. I tried to push it back up to hot, but it wouldn't go, so then I pushed it down to "cool" to see if I could get it to move around. Well, it decided that it would stay on cool. Why do hairdryers have "cool" settings? The purpose of a hairdryer is to DRY HAIR. Cool air does not DRY HAIR! A cool setting is a hairdrying oxymoron, if you ask me.
Needless to say, I promptly pulled my wet hair back up and headed on to work. I went to Wal-Mart at lunch and bought 1875 watts of pure hair drying power! Hopefully it will do me right.
I bet I've bought 3-4 hairdryers in the past 4 years. Is that abnormal? I feel like my house is the place where hairdryers go to die. A hairdryer graveyard, if you will. Sometimes people look in my closet and find it odd that there's always a hairdryer box on the shelf. I keep them because I have complete faith that I will kill them in a short amount of time and will have to exchange them for a new one. It all makes perfect sense, really. My new one has a 2 year warranty....I'll probably need 2 or 3 new ones before the warranty is out. I have no shame in playing the warranty system.
I've actually been "hurt" so many times by hairdryers dying that I go into my morning hairdrying episode each morning expecting the hairdryer to explode, shoot sparks, or simply quit working. I know that not all hairdryers are "like that", but when you've been betrayed so many times, it's hard to trust.
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I just got back from a little family trip. Family trips always make me a little anxious.
1. Seven to eight hours cooped up in a moving vehicle.
2. Testy, high-drama family members.
3. Seven to eight hours cooped up in a moving vehicle with testy, high-drama family members.
I'm sure you get the picture. We actually made it through 1 day without any incidents, but by the second day everyone was snippy and fussy. There were exclamations of, "You can be rude to other people, but don't you dare be rude to me!!!" and "I'm never coming back here again!" and "I'm going to tell someone off before the night is over!" All in all, it was pretty tame.
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I started a new painting yesterday for a friend's nursery. It seems like everyone and their momma is pregnant these days. This painting is a little more complicated than my last, so I hope I don't royally screw it up. At least I started this one well enough in advance that I won't be stressing out trying to get it to dry in time to present it at the baby shower. Last time was kind of a nightmare in that regard! I bought a table top easel with my birthday money, so I'm getting to use it for the first time. It rocks! I'm not sure how I made it through the last one without an easel, but I'm sure to make less of a mess now!
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Just one more thing. I took a quiz to see which Golden Girl I am (let's face it--it's the best show ever made!). It says I'm Dorothy!
Hey, Pussycat. OK, so maybe that's not your nickname, but you're most like
Dorothy because you've got a lot going on upstairs. You're a smart cookie who's
got your feet firmly planted on the ground. You don't get caught up in pie in
the sky ideas or ditzy daydreams like some other people we know.Realistic and
practical, you're the one people count on to tell it like it is. Honesty is a
great policy, but keep in mind that people may not always want to hear it. It's
your quick wit and clever comments that will stir up the most laughs. Now that's
smart!
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