saturday i put in some hours at work.. and then the big hair cut. here is the back with SEVEN inches cut off. seven. i sat in the chair, closed my eyes and did some meditating. i seriously did not watch him cut and by the time he was done someone had swept my hair away. i know it's only a photo of the back. i'm unsure about the sides and i may have him do a little more magic.
until i leave sundays are just for me and brooke. we are trying out the 'hot' places to eat brunch. the last two have been 'meh'. except sunday we had beignets. oh holy cats. hot and fresh. mercy. brooke had eggs benedict with a twist. corn bread bottom, pulled pork, egg and hollandaise.
listen, there are certain dished i don't want messed with. eggs benedict is one. friday i caught up with the lawyer down the hall. we have talked a few times about legal careers. he chose the place. not bad but i don't know if i'd go back. they are supposedly the "it". during their happy hour they have $2 tacos. freshly made tacos. there is the generic taco but they also do other creations. there is a lamb neck, some type of pork. i think you get the idea.
he ordered the lamb neck and the special - pulled pork with kimchi. he encouraged me to taste it. i can now say that i don't EVER want kimchi again. it was disgusting. if i wasn't in public i would have spit it out immediately. oh, and the chorizo cheese dip. ehhhh...not bad but not doing it again. how do you ever think of making a taco with kimchi?
our sunday brunch selfie
the brunch place was in a hip part of town. the part of town that doesn't have parking? or garages? people who live in the area have to buy an "a" sticker. walk, i did. after we were done and i was walking back to my car i suddenly had to stop. something smelled so good.
so pretty. smelled like spring.
saturday night i konmarie'd my clothes. i know i have mentioned her book at least once. i've been working with the book for about a year now. i'll post photos tomorrow. (i hope).
with all the mess going on at home - moo is anxious. i think that's the right word. because, of course she's not a talk cat. i think that since i am the third person to adopt her the change is not her thing.
hey, think of that! i have a cat who doesn't like change... and, you KNOW i don't like change.
take care of yourselves. be kind. it doesn't cost anything.
xo
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