Kittens, there’s a method to my madness today, so please just bear with me for a moment.
See, the thing is, for the last week or so, I’ve wanted to go on a cookbook buying-spree.
There’s a couple of Indian cookbooks that have caught my eye…I think we can all agree that I’m Committed To The Cause.
And one by Melissa Clark that I would just LOVE to get my mitts on. She co-authored The Skinny, which is my healthy-living Bible, so what she says goes in my world.
Then there’s Time for Dinner which is brought to us c/o Dinner: A Love Story. Anyone who is trying to plate a fast, REAL dinner that’s palatable to children and grown-ups alike always warrants further inspection.
But care of a little seed planted in my head by Mads, I realized that I could check them out from the library.
Little Miss Innovative, right here.
On the other side of the coin, shopping-it-out might be the best option.
Shopping = Retail Therapy. At the moment, I require soothing and there’s not some sort of DIY journal-kit at Michael’s for what I’m going through right now.
You see, I don’t make my next cut and color appointment when I leave the salon. Because sometimes its three months…and sometimes it’s five. My hair grows at a snail’s pace (literally) and so where lesser mortals have to visit the salon every six weeks or so, I can go months on end without darkening their doorstep.
And so I do.
Right now? It’s definitely time for the situation to be addressed. But my stylist is booked every Saturday for the next two months.
That doesn’t really work for me.
I’m not in meltdown-mode…yet. But at the moment, I barely know what to do with myself.
Like, do I use a box? Do I quit him cold-turkey? How do you even find another stylist?
Or worse, do I go during the week?
I am living A Life In Crisis right now.
Are there any cookbooks you’re dying to buy?
Do you go to a specific stylist?
Separately, Tim (yes, I told my stylist about the blog), if you’re reading this, for love of God e-mail me so we can figure something out. I need you.