awkward.

So much of my time here I feel like has been one awkward experience after another. Not awkward in a bad way, just awkward in an awkward way.  For example, a bit ago I finally decided to get ready and I opened up all of the blinds in my room and let all the light in.  A second later, the window washers start washing my windows from the outside.  In case you've never been in this situation, it feels rude to just go up and shut the blinds on them...but they move quickly.  I move to the kitchen, then there he is again.  And the windows are big here, and multiple exist in every room.  So....

Last night wasn't any better.  While at the pub I noticed a girl with very closely cropped hair, which I love as a haircut.  It doesn't help that I have been recently wondering if I should cut mine off that short again.  So, usually I don't compliment random strangers, but I've been trying this new thing called being friendly, so I go up to her to tell her how much I like her haircut.  Turns out she had cancer, so it wasn't even a choice.  Uh. Was not expecting that, at all.  So of course I got all awkward about it, but I think it turned out alright.  Then, twenty minutes later I thought about it again and realized that I didn't even fucking congratulate her on beating cancer.  I mean, that deserves congratulations.  I think all I actually said was "Oh, my god. I'm so sorry. Well, you wear that hair very well."  So, I had to go back over of course, and tell her how happy I was for her. But still. How strange.

I need to blog on this more, even if only about all of my awkward experiences.  There are a lot, I know this. But am I invested in describing all of them right now?  No.  So here's just a small sampling.

hair.

Made an egg yolk + olive oil mixture today for my hairs. I think that they do look softer and shinier...hard to tell from this picture, I know.  I tried. But I think I'll start trying this a few times a week.  Egg whites are yummy and healthy too, so nothing even goes wasted.

It's about time to head out to a work party with my Dad...I'm forced to wear my combat boots with my nice dress because my black flats have been compromised...but I'm hoping nobody will feel inclined to notice...

the domestic life, sigh.

Was particularly domestic today.  Made these delicious peanut butter & chocolate brownies (half of which have coconut pecan icing on them...yum) and mended things - like buttons on coats, and pillows with holes in them - made dinner, and cross-stitched.  All whilst wearing my apron and listening to Patsy Cline, which I discovered is perfect baking music.