Gold Mocha Hair

On my way to my hair salon appointment at Congressional Plaza, I stopped at the nearby Fresh Market store, which had replaced the Whole Foods last year. I found several teas and beverages I couldn't find anywhere else, and also fresh chunky chocolate chip cookies. Also, a chicken pesto goat cheese wrap. Yay!
My hair salon appointment went wonderfully. Best haircolor decision ever. Redken Chromatics Gold Mocha Medium Brown.
http://www.1beauty.us/redken-ammonia-free-chromatics-4gm-goldmocha-medium-brown-p-2762.html








Seriously, it's like mocha with gold flecks. They say the color is multi-dimensional, which unfortunately does not mean that it gives me the power to travel to multiple dimensions. However, the colors shine like whoa. I feel like a model in a hair product advert. Best hair dye product ever.

Also? Those brushes and combs that are infused with tourmaline, ceramic, and ionic technology actually work. My hair went from frizzy and dehydrated as though I were a cat caught in a downpour, to smooth and shiny as though I'd been replaced with a multi-dimensional version of myself with permanently straight shiny silky satiny smooth glowing hair that glittered and granted wishes. No, wait, that's the silly dream I had last night.

Also: I finally found a teal eyeshadow that works for me: Hijack by Urban Decay, which is described as a metallic glittery dark teal. Which will go well with that eyeliner I found, Sapphire by Buxom, which is described as a teal indigo shade. Both products are safe for sensitive skin. I am pleased.

*pets hair* Ooh, shiny, silky...

Also, I need to breathe deeper

http://ursulav.livejournal.com/1495823.html (On Editing)
Something to come back to, when stuff actually needs professional editing, when I finish said stuff, which is right now scary to think about but that's probably because I'm still post-ictal from Friday's seizure, full of anxiety and some depression, worried that nobody will like my stories or plots or characters or worlds etcetera. Ah, creative insecurity.

Anyway.
Tomorrow, May 22 2012, is the seventh anniversary of my wedding to Adam. Neither of us wants to remember much about the actual day, because it causes some anxiety and facial tics and eye twitching (his mother seized too much control and rumors were spreading that people didn't like me and also I never actually got the wedding I truly wanted due to Reasons beyond my control or choice), but whatever. We got married. It is seven years later, and we can always renew the vows in true wacky weird eclectic pagan fashion.
Adam is currently in Texas working on a trade show, setting up IT/AV equipment, and then he's off to Las Vegas to do the same thing for another trade show, so he won't be home until Thursday, or after midnight Wednesday/Thursday. He'd had an option of coming home tonight for the anniversary but then he would have had to fly back to Vegas on Wednesday, and I said that was ridiculous and he should just stay in the area until it was time to come home. That option would mean he would get the rest of the week off and we could celebrate the anniversary over multiple days. Winning.

Today was... exhausting. It rained constantly, my everything hurt like hell, I was struggling to walk to the places I needed to be. Once home, I dragged myself upstairs, went to my prescription pill drawer, took a Soma (because the pill is so bitter, I dab a bit of edible botanical oil blend on it like this or this and wash it down with juice or coffee), fell onto the bed, and got climbed on by Rose, who sat on me and purred and licked my face until I felt slightly better. Then I went to my couch in the entertainment room, settled at the laptop table, and turned on the PS3 for Netflix. And then Luna jumped into my lap and licked every bit of exposed skin and demanded cuddling and brushing until I felt slightly better. Also by that point the Soma had kicked in and I was feeling relaxed and in less pain.

Ah, a Futurama marathon on Netflix again. I never get bored. Some people think I would, with certain TV shows. But no. I am not like some people. I am weird people and proud, and I can watch several seasons of a single series over and over and be very happy. So far, the shows I do this with are Futurama, My Little Pony Friendship Is Magic, The Simpsons, Doctor Who, Good Eats, The Big Bang Theory, Avatar The Last Airbender, The Twilight Zone, The Outer Limits, Archer, and various science-based shows. Personally, I don't see how someone could hate rewatching good TV shows.