I am really having an interesting day.
It's only 1:08 PM and, already, I'm wishing for sleep so it can be tomorrow.
My day began like any other EXCEPT that last night, I got my hair coiffed. So, typically, I adore getting my hair cut, colored and styled because not only is it great to have someone else deal with your hair, but it's a chance to read smutty magazines. Seriously, I am a sucker for hollywood gossip. I know everything about everyone from whom they're dating, what clothing lines they were and what they looked like last year. (Allan knows almost as much as I do because living with me involves listening to my crazy celebrity-inspired rants.) The problem with my visit last night was no new celebrity trash; I'd already read everything. Strike 1, I'd say.
Got out of bed this morning to an intense bug problem. (Yes, I said bugs.) Now, everyone knows that basement suites = bugs and, though I hate them, I understand that. Seriously, though, I can't handle killing 15+ potato bugs (weird, black, flat bugs) and 1 abnormally large spider before 6:15 am. It's just not right. The spider incident occurred as soon as I dragged my sorry behind to the kitchen to make coffee. I was filling the pot in the sink and noticed this weird black thing dart across the sink. I look down, since I'm still uber groggy at this point, and leaned in to the sink to catch a closer look. When I realized that it was not only a spider but one with real fangs, I freaked out. I screamed a bit, jumped up and down and called for Allan to come kill it. (Oh right, Allan is away for the next two weeks so I had to save myself.) I tried to drown it at first, but to no avail, so I grabbed a tissue and squashed the killer spider. Strike 2.
Once the bugs were met with their watery deaths, I went to the bathroom to have a bath. I flicked on the light, looked in the mirror and almost screamed again. I completely forgot that I got my hair colored and, let me tell you, holy crap is it dark. I did say auburn though but I am feeling a little overwhelmed. That plus I can't wear all black outfits anymore. Strike 3.
This next little tidbit isn't so much a rant but more of a strange beauty treatment I read about. It's called a Butt Facial. Yes, you heard me right. People pay about $70 to have a facial completed on their booty as well as a massage. Not only do you get cleansed, exfoliated and massaged but they include waxing should you choose. I have absolutely never heard of this treatment before and I have an odd feeling that someone is going to ask me to write a review about it........hmmmmmmm
Anyway, it's 1:30 pm now and since unloading, I feel mountains better......
PS... Is anyone else having a weird day???
Poor you, I know how you feel. I was having a weird day like that yesterday. It'll get better. Pray that winter comes quickly so no more bugs!!
ReplyDeleteI completely agree about the bugs...they are running rampant across my wood floors. Thanks for the boost though...xo
ReplyDeleteyou should write a review about it that would be epic well not epic just cool!:)
ReplyDeleteHa, I KNEW someone would ask me that. I will look into it for sure and she if it's offered here....
ReplyDeleteA part of your bug problem is you killing your spiders. I let mine run around, never caused me any harm, apart from some 'Sweet Jesus!' moments, haha. I sometimes check how many dead bugs hang in their nets. One brave individual killed a hornet for me! That guy deserves a medal, hornets are dangerous.
ReplyDeleteThough I'm afraid to do so, I sometimes take them into my hand. I get shivers, but they never bite. They've got a bad rep if you ask me.