I swung by my hairdresser's shop at lunchtime yesterday to buy some shampoo and conditioner. My last bottle of shampoo had run out a couple of weeks earlier and I'd been using a shampoo of my husband's that leaves my hair dry and horrid-looking. For some reason, my supply of conditioner lasted a bit longer, but by yesterday's shower I had scraped the last milliliter of funky, leftover conditioner out of the last sample bottle. It was definitely time to start over.
The last time I had my hair cut, I'd gotten some samples of shampoo and conditioner, so I figured I'd buy those. She was out of the conditioner, but gave me a big glob in a paper cup from her own bottle. I bought a bottle of shampoo that I thought was what I'd had in the sample packet.
This morning I hopped into the shower and poured some of the shampoo into my hand. It was NOT what I was expecting! It was a deep, dark purple that reminded me of a cloud of squid's ink. Turns out, it's designed to counter the brassy golds and yellows in blonde hair. I immediately got a mental picture of an elderly lady I'd seen at a restaurant not long ago, her hair a soft pouf of lavender cotton-candy.
As it turns out, the shampoo did quite a nice job on my hair in color and texture both. Even though I'd missed the "rinse immediately" instruction on the bottle the first time around, I didn't end up with violet hair. Whew!
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I completed the sale of my car last night and the buyer is overjoyed with it. He's much more willing to dig in and make all the necessary repairs than I was, so I'm glad he's so happy. I'll still see it since we belong to two of the same car clubs.
My car that's in the shop will be ready in about three weeks. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I'll be able to drive it in a weekend event on May 15-16 that includes a rally and an autocross.
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My biggest minor triumph of the morning was in beginning to address the avalanche of laundry that had been forming around each clothes hamper. I realized that today's pair of undies was the last from the "acceptable" stratum of the drawer. After that, I'd be faced with the "why haven't I thrown these away?" layer. The "relatively new pairs that actually fit" selection was exhausted more than a week ago.
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That's all I've got for now. Time to head to work for a lovely morning of filing!
what kind of car did you sell? and what kind do you use for autocross? a friend of mine is really into it and we are thinking about trying it.
Reply from Jane: It was a 1986 Porsche 944 Turbo. It probably would have been a little over-powered for an ideal autocross car.
Posted by: starbody | April 24, 2004 at 09:46 AM