beauty talk.
And so. I have spent the past few days trying to think of something interesting to write. Here is what I have come up with.
-I am moving on Friday. I have to take one of my personal days from work to do so, as I also have to go into school on Friday. It is Father's Day on tuesday, and if we want to have Monday off as well we have to haul our asses in on Saturday. Go Thailand. Not only do I miss out on a couple hundred bucks of tutoring money, but I also have to go to work and be angry all day.
-My new house is lovely. I am going to paint the front gate red. I think that's bad for the chinese, or the gods, or for allah or something, but I am about up to here with tradition and going by the rules for now. (see next point.)
-As I am planning out our moving trip, Rin decided to tell me we have to make the first trip in the truck with only his buddha things, flowers, incense, rice, plates, our rice cooker and things that make us safe from harm, like candles. I recall moving three times in two years with Rin and I never remember this insane Thai ritual, but this is new, and I have to smile and say yes. Why is it when it comes to religion we have to just smile and nod? I want to say, NO. We have a huge truck and if we are going to waste a trip to the new house with a few trinkets on our laps and sprinkle rice in the garden, you are freaking wrong. I am a woman of method and organization. I will not live with this insanity. But the funny thing is, when it comes to culture and tradition, I have to go along with it. Fine. Take your rice to the new house and sprinkle holy water and light candles. But could you do it before 7am, and try not to wake me up? Thanks.
-I am in love with my computer. I tell Rin everyday how I love my computer more than him, and if we ever break up, could I please have no threats of my computer being taken away. I am thinking of getting a prenuptual dating agreement for this macbook. He opened the bag just now as I was getting into my pjs, and I freaked out on him. We are now fighting because he touched my computer.
-My old computer is now being turned into a Karaoke machine. Sometimes I hate my life.
-I have added up my beauty salon bill for the month. Let's see.
Wash/massage/dry/straighten (70 baht each-$1.75) x 5 = 350 baht
Manicure/pedicure, weekly (120 baht each-$3.00) x 3 (i missed a week) = 360 baht
Facial (100 baht-$2.50) x 2 = 200 baht
Hair cut (120 baht-$3.00, including wash/massage/dry/straighten) = 120 baht
Steam hair treatment, weekly (180 baht-$4.75) x 3 (i missed a week) = 460 baht.
So we have a grand total of 1,460 baht in one month. (i did that in my head and i am tired. sorry if it's wrong, i will check in the morning) That's about...well...less than thirty bucks for all the pampering I can handle. Hald the price of a haircut I used to get in London, Ontario.
Then again, sometimes I love my life.
-We got a new teacher. Minus scheduling headaches, I am pumped. Less work for me. Eventually.
-I hate my dog. Only for now, but she eats everything (including a cell phone, a leather chair, two pairs of Dr. Scholl's shoes, an entire pack of toilet paper, a blanket, a wooden table (not mine...) and the remote to my tv.
And my roommate is surprised that his slippers got eaten when he leaves them on the front step. Man, she eats the front step!
She is also digging a hole in the front yard. Now, I am in a bit of a situation here. When I was little my brother and I used to joke about digging a hole to China, but, quite frankly, that isn't possible from here (not that it was from there...) but, China is really close. So, is she digging a hole to....say....Canada? Vermont? Maybe she is trying to find her long lost family in the mountains of Vermont. Keep digging baby. The next hole you dig I am going to push you in there and bury you. See how you like that...huh?
-Calming down, I think it's time for bed. I apologize for all the photos featuring, well, myself. Quite frankly, I sit in my office and take pictures with this thing all day. I show people, but I don't think they really care.
And goodnight.
(ps, the title of this post was for the salon thing. Which is what i came on here to write about. but I just had a chocolate and I am going a little insane. CAPS HERE...lowercase here. Who really cares?
I love my computer, but I can't figure out how to upload a photo right now. Upload in the morning
-I am moving on Friday. I have to take one of my personal days from work to do so, as I also have to go into school on Friday. It is Father's Day on tuesday, and if we want to have Monday off as well we have to haul our asses in on Saturday. Go Thailand. Not only do I miss out on a couple hundred bucks of tutoring money, but I also have to go to work and be angry all day.
-My new house is lovely. I am going to paint the front gate red. I think that's bad for the chinese, or the gods, or for allah or something, but I am about up to here with tradition and going by the rules for now. (see next point.)
-As I am planning out our moving trip, Rin decided to tell me we have to make the first trip in the truck with only his buddha things, flowers, incense, rice, plates, our rice cooker and things that make us safe from harm, like candles. I recall moving three times in two years with Rin and I never remember this insane Thai ritual, but this is new, and I have to smile and say yes. Why is it when it comes to religion we have to just smile and nod? I want to say, NO. We have a huge truck and if we are going to waste a trip to the new house with a few trinkets on our laps and sprinkle rice in the garden, you are freaking wrong. I am a woman of method and organization. I will not live with this insanity. But the funny thing is, when it comes to culture and tradition, I have to go along with it. Fine. Take your rice to the new house and sprinkle holy water and light candles. But could you do it before 7am, and try not to wake me up? Thanks.
-I am in love with my computer. I tell Rin everyday how I love my computer more than him, and if we ever break up, could I please have no threats of my computer being taken away. I am thinking of getting a prenuptual dating agreement for this macbook. He opened the bag just now as I was getting into my pjs, and I freaked out on him. We are now fighting because he touched my computer.
-My old computer is now being turned into a Karaoke machine. Sometimes I hate my life.
-I have added up my beauty salon bill for the month. Let's see.
Wash/massage/dry/straighten (70 baht each-$1.75) x 5 = 350 baht
Manicure/pedicure, weekly (120 baht each-$3.00) x 3 (i missed a week) = 360 baht
Facial (100 baht-$2.50) x 2 = 200 baht
Hair cut (120 baht-$3.00, including wash/massage/dry/straighten) = 120 baht
Steam hair treatment, weekly (180 baht-$4.75) x 3 (i missed a week) = 460 baht.
So we have a grand total of 1,460 baht in one month. (i did that in my head and i am tired. sorry if it's wrong, i will check in the morning) That's about...well...less than thirty bucks for all the pampering I can handle. Hald the price of a haircut I used to get in London, Ontario.
Then again, sometimes I love my life.
-We got a new teacher. Minus scheduling headaches, I am pumped. Less work for me. Eventually.
-I hate my dog. Only for now, but she eats everything (including a cell phone, a leather chair, two pairs of Dr. Scholl's shoes, an entire pack of toilet paper, a blanket, a wooden table (not mine...) and the remote to my tv.
And my roommate is surprised that his slippers got eaten when he leaves them on the front step. Man, she eats the front step!
She is also digging a hole in the front yard. Now, I am in a bit of a situation here. When I was little my brother and I used to joke about digging a hole to China, but, quite frankly, that isn't possible from here (not that it was from there...) but, China is really close. So, is she digging a hole to....say....Canada? Vermont? Maybe she is trying to find her long lost family in the mountains of Vermont. Keep digging baby. The next hole you dig I am going to push you in there and bury you. See how you like that...huh?
-Calming down, I think it's time for bed. I apologize for all the photos featuring, well, myself. Quite frankly, I sit in my office and take pictures with this thing all day. I show people, but I don't think they really care.
And goodnight.
(ps, the title of this post was for the salon thing. Which is what i came on here to write about. but I just had a chocolate and I am going a little insane. CAPS HERE...lowercase here. Who really cares?
I love my computer, but I can't figure out how to upload a photo right now. Upload in the morning
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