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Why I dread the Puter Ho moving me over to the new machine.
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Why I dread the Puter Ho moving me over to the new machine.
Damn, I miss a few days in Ruidoso about now.
TGIF!
We started our weekend early Thursday night with a trip to the movie theater to see 28 Days Later . Not for the squeamish, it definitely was not the horror pic it was often hyped to be, but a great thriller. A PETA type group trying to free lab chimps sets free a viral rage that quickly destroys humanity by turning those infected into raging zhombie like creatures. Well almost. The story is about the survival of a few and their ordeal. I've always liked stories like this and enjoy imagining what it would be like to one day wake and find the world as we know it is gone. We really enjoyed this film, and I really appreciated the lack of highly digitized FX. I'm just sick of seeing movies which are cool, but nothing is real. Much harder (and better) to create something fantastic in the old way. It seems like cheating to just digitally make those effects. I recommend 28 Days Later, and if nothing else, this time of year a couple of hours in a chilly theater is a welcome break from the heat.
Tonight we plan to take the youngest son down to Zeke's, a guilty pleasure of ours. A quirky fish and chips place located at 5920 Curzon, just off the 5900 block of Camp Bowie in Fort Worth, Zeke's doesn't look like much from the outside. Come to think of it, it doesn't look all that great inside either. But you won't care. It's clean and if you are looking for the best deep fried fish, shrimp, all manner of things that swim, and fresh veggies, this is the place to get it. Dipped in batter and fried up light and crispy eggplant, mushrooms, corn, okra, and zuchinni are just a few of the veggies available. Of course, there are fries, slaw and hushpuppies, and all accompanied by cups of tartar sauce and dill dip. I always order a salad to help cut the grease, but it really isn't necessary. Zeke's has healthier offerings such as shrimp salad and baked fish, but I suggest you splurge (calorie wise).....and indulge. It's inexpensive and friendly and always packed, but there is seldom any waiting as there is a large dining room and a patio. The generous portions are brought to you on bar trays and I suggest you and your dining partners order a variety of goodies and share. Oh.. and don't forget an icy pitcher of beer. Truly cholesterol laden heaven.
Eat at Zeke's soon and have a great weekend.
I hope everyone had a fun and safe holiday weekend. We did.
Our home is in a constant state of disarray these days. The kitchen is almost finished, but we've decided we want to do the glazing we did on the walls on the ceiling too. Sadly, we haven't found the energy to get up there and do it yet. We gained a bedroom recently when the oldest son moved out and we've picked up a few new pieces of furniture. One of the new things (at least to us) is an old armoire we bought to put the bedroom tv in.
It was unloaded in our bedroom and I had been running into it in the dark for a week, so yesterday we finally got it in place. Our tv had been on one of those RTA stand things, ugly as sin but strong. We researched the best way to beef up the old armoire to hold the tv and have plans to totally line it and reinforce it with plywood inside, but after some measuring we realized we could fit the stand thing we already had inside it. So off to Lowe's we went. For now John got the floor lined and strong and we just set the little center inside. The back of the armoire is really thin and we knew that all those cords and cables running through a simple hole would quickly split it, so after searching through plumbing flanges and other nifty hardware we found these neat brass things that normally go around doorknobs. He drilled the hole and then adhered these on both the inside and outside. It looks _really_ nice.
Since the armoire is not in it's final place and I may refinish it, I needed a way that I could move it. I've always seen those furniture mover things that depict a woman moving a fridge with one finger and we bought some. They work! Maybe not with one finger, but I can slide that heavy armoire easily. They were only about $3.50 for four and come in all sizes. Next time I'm there, I intend to pick up several sets. Imagine being able to move furniture when and where you want without a guy!
A big hug for the Puter Ho and all the hard work he has done for me lately. I'm sure I'll still find a use for him now that I don't need him to move furniture.
A recent conversation between the Puter Ho and myself made me wonder at the differences between men and women. Don't worry this is totally G-Rated. It concerned shampoo. I was reminiscing about hair care. You know, like when I was little there was Miss Breck (which, BTW, has been brought back ) and Tame cream rinse. At that time there weren't that many hair products available. I seem to recall Prell and VO5 and not much else.
From there I graduated to the original Herbal Essence, which provided an all natural, truly herbal, almost alfalfa like experience very different from the orgasmic one touted today. I also remember occasionally using Downey fabric softener to detangle my hair which by then was quite long.
For several years, scissors never came near my head, except for times I might sit in front of the tv with a pair, twisting strands around my fingers and clipping those pesty split ends. Then came "wings." A salon visit, or actually what we called the beauty shop, was required to obtain those great Farrah locks. It was a truly a revolutionary time in haircare. Blowdryers and hot rollers and curling irons were all suddenly "must haves."
At that stage, only Redken Amino Pon, a sweet bubble gum pink concoction bought at the _salon_ touched my hair. It was PH balanced and I remember that until your hair reached a certain acidity, it would not lather. You could never use any other shampoo or Amino Pon would tell on you. It was a great time. I graduated from my mother's "Beauty Operator" to Mr Tom's Cutters. Now this was the ultimate in cool. Mr Toms was in the mall, a two story place, all glass, open to the rest of the mall. Not only could you pay way too much for a haircut, you could be seen while doing it. Anyone from Lubbock might remember the place. There is still one on 50th, but I believe the mall location has been closed for years.
I could go on and on. There were the Suave years when I didn't have much money and rarely had my hair cut professionally. There was a time I had regular haircuts and bought huge amounts of Sebastion products from the salon just wanting my hair to smell the way it did when I left the salon. Strangely, it never did. There have been years of permanents, both salon and home, that left my hair thirsting for whatever deep conditioning I could find. Actually I would still have the long, permed, wash and shake thing, but I realized a few years ago that it really was dated. These days it seems you need to be sixteen or named Sissy and drive a truck to pull that stuff off.
For a while now I've had a pretty basic pageboy. It's simple, doesn't require a lot of styling or products, and I stick with mostly Aussie products. I've left out a lot here. The introduction and history of mousse and all the highlights over the years. All the breakthroughs in hair technology and scents. The point of this entry is that after about ten minutes of regaling my husband with my haircare product history, I noticed he had this derisive smirk on his face. He thought it was a hoot. He couldn't imagine that _anyone_ kept track, especially a year by year account, of shampoos used. That's when it hit me. I had tried to have a female conversation with a male. I honestly think that most women can remember what shampoos they have used over the years. I've had these conversations with other women!
My conclusion is that if you are male, your eyes glazed over and you clicked away several paragraphs back. If you are female, you knew exactly what I was talking about.