thursday night thoughts

I love my hair stylist. She makes me feel special and pretty. And she does really neat things with my hair. Going to an actual stylist at an actual salon is more expensive than Great Clips, but I'm okay with it.

Ox is a sweetheart and a pill. He only wants Momma to put him to bed, which is generally okay, but awkward on nights when Momma gets home late and wants to finish dinner. He gives the best hugs.

I read Bryony and Roses by T. Kingfisher (aka ursulav) today. It's another retelling of Beauty and the Beast and is very well done. It's mostly about gardening. There are other pieces of the traditional story, but it's about growing things and hard work and waiting.

Emi is watching the new Strawberry Shortcake cartoon on Netflix. All the berry girls are trying to break records. The records they want to break? Highest Hairstyle. Tallest Souffle. Most Stitches in a Dress. Most Pirouettes. The only one that's not intensely stereotypically girly is the one who wants the record for reading the fastest. Christ. Insipid twits. And now it turns out that the "record judges" are really doctors who are concerned by the weird behavior spreading through the population. *headdesk*

I think I'm finally on the mend from this cold bug. Less coughing, fewer sneezes, way less sinus pain. Woot! Just in time for long weekend!