I had one of those weekends that’s hard to categorize. I didn’t feel like doing very much. I read a lot, did my scheduled run/walk, met up with my Women in Transition meetup group at Magpie Cafe, met a couple of Match guys, cooked some yummy food and and obsessed over my hair. All in all, it was a regular weekend for me.
I sort of decided that I’d like to go ahead and take a camping trip to North Carolina sooner rather than later. My plans changed dramatically when I saw this weather forecast for my intended destination:
After sweating approximately 20 times this weekend, a string of 80 degree days seems absolutely divine! The only problem is I have my next Devacut scheduled for August 15. When I texted my hairdresser extraordinaire to see when his next available Saturday would be, he said it’s not until October. Oh, no. I don’t think I can do that. But I definitely am not the kind of gal who will schedule my life around a salon appointment. So, I’ve been trying to figure out if I can wait that long or find another Devacurl expert in New Orleans or even in North Carolina. These people are in in high demand. If you are a hairdresser and are reading this, I recommend you get trained on this process. Your business will explode.
I spent some time on the phone with a Devacurl expert in Asheville NC. She can squeeze me in for a cut only, but she gave me some instructions on how to fix my hair that will cut down on frizz. Unfortunately, they are not the same instructions I got from my local hairdresser, so I started googling You Tube videos to see if there were other methods of using the DevaCurl products that might make a difference in my hair. I stumbled up this lady who has absolutely gorgeous curls, and she only has to wash her hair a couple of times a week. I took notes and will be giving her method a try.
So, I’m on the fence as to whether or not I’ll be heading to North Carolina next week. I’d like to, but I may need to just cool my jets a little and do it when it’s more convenient. At any rate, the humidity has been much more pleasant the last few days, and I at least can enjoy my morning runs/walks with Ashok. That makes me a happy camper. It was even cool enough to sit outside yesterday for coffee at Magpie and today with my friend Beth at Garden District Coffee.
I made a mango-black rice pudding yesterday. It was fabulous. I actually made two of them. The first one I left bubbling on the stove until I burnt it up. The pan is now soaking in Clorox in the sink trying to loosen the charred rice from the bottom of the pan. The second batch is chilling in the fridge, and it is delicious. It may be breakfast in the morning. Dinner last night and tonight was a Mexican-inspired dirty rice with my free Whole Foods ground meat, brown rice, onion, garlic and poblano peppers. It was spicy but very tasty and fresh. A beet salad counterbalanced the heat. I’ve got plenty for tomorrow’s lunch, too.
My friend Leah in Memphis recommended a book called “Tracks” to me awhile back, and I read a good part of it this weekend. The main character is a young woman, and she’s crossing the Australian desert with 3 camels. The story is really interesting. I guess when you are involved in such a trek, it changes you, and she’s very reflective. I found myself wondering how I would handle some of the events she experiences. One of the hardest things for her to do is to shoot camels. I didn’t really know this, but camels can be really mean – especially the bulls. They are so mean that often she kills them before they can harm her or her own camels. I had no idea. I thought camels were these nice little pack animals. If I learned nothing else, I know that I don’t want to cross the desert with camels. It’s too hot, first of all. But, dealing with camels is a big pain in the ass. Ironically, she seems to get more frustrated dealing with the men in her life than crossing a desert with a bunch of ill-tempered beasts.
I hope you all had a great weekend. I feel pretty rested, but, honestly, I wish it was only Saturday. I could use another day off. It truly is time for me to take a vacation. Mentally, I need it badly. Perhaps I could take a long weekend if I don’t think I can swing a whole week right now. A 4- or 5- day weekend might just give me the break I need if I can get to a cooler climate. I’m ready to leave my own tracks.
Y’all have a great week. :)