After three starting sentances that weren't good enough, I decided to start by just starting. Today is a lovely sunny Friday, that I had the homemaker in me all excited to make delicious looking mini apple pies; but then I got to work. UGH, It started out innocent enough, I peeled, cored and sliced many an apple, I even doubled the batch for freezing. but alas, the flakey, forgetful side of me took over and I didn't even run when I smelled the burning of my beautiful applesauce from downstairs. All I have to say is 'not salvagable', so sad. At least I read ahead in my recipe and put the lard in the fridge for chilling. at least. After that I was afraid to do anything else, lest my day be marked with failure. I did manage to cut E's hair, and I think I did very well for my first time! We unfortunatly don't have small enough attachments for the clippers to do the style he likes but until then, his textured hair is always short enough to get away without complaints... (from me, he is rather fond of complaining, not that I'm complaining).
I am lucky enough to have an appointment for my hair with an actual professional, how excited am I? seriously I get my hair "done" once in a blue moon. Not even full moon, blue moon. blue. hmm. Well I gotta run or I will be late for said appointment.
ta ta for now.