Much Better Day

Today was very good for a number of reasons. First and foremost - the hair is NOT a wreck! YAY! I called the salon yesterday and the hairstylist I spoke with (not the one that did my hair, it was her day off) recommended waiting the full 48 hours before I rebook. She said it sounds like my hair has 'cold spots' meaning it just doesn't take to anything. Loverly - even my hair is totally stubborn. I waited, waited, and hid out in the jammies until the appointed time at which I jumped in the shower. The hair survived! So far... keep in mind, the real test comes after a full week since that was how long it took the last perm to fall out.

Other reasons why the day was brilliant: I got to cook in my (well, Likalia's) own space and am now set for the week. I made my favourite casserole and a whole bunch of sushi - too much in fact so a pawned it off on Rashy and Nibski and still have a tonne of it left! Yikes!

Now, I'm totally relaxed and kinda, almost prepared for the upcoming week - kinda, almost. By tomorrow night, that of course will have changed. *sigh* But for right now, all is well with Maggie's world!

Grrr... hair

I should know better right? I have poker straight hair and if it was meant to be curly it would have been. Got my second perm about a year after the first one (okay, for those of you that know the real story my 3rd since the first one fell out in a week). I went to a different place and it was all good and it hasn't even been 12 hours and already parts are straight! Hello!?!? I didn't brush it, comb it, do anything to it and it's a disaster! Likalia, you were right - it's a good thing you're not here because you'd be subjected to much whining from yours truly.

I have a workshop ALL DAY tomorrow when all I want to do is crawl in a hole and die - right after I go back to the salon and say "hey! what gives?"grrrrrrrrrrrrrr

It also didn't help that my mom compared my current hair to that of my least favourtive picture of myself ever! Taken in grade 5, people have looked at it in recent years and asked if that was an older cousin or an aunt or something - it's that hideous... and now - to crawl in a hole and die...

Stupid People Eating Toilets

Greenwich Chapel
Philosophy to Live By (sign on random street downtown London)
Four Types of Paving in Oxford
Big Ben (and a crane cable I tried to cut out of the shot but didn't succeed)
MINI PRINGLES! and my phone for proportion... MINI is COOL!
Ceiling of The British Museum
The Toilet That Almost Ate Me (I'll explain, keep reading), Beefeater at Tower of London (with yellow teeth but good sense of humour) Westminster Abbey Entrance Westminster Abbey Corridor


Okay - the toilet that almost ate me: You have to pay 20p to use the thing and there's a huge line up. We were on Portobello Road on Saturday (HUGE market) so lines and crowds are to be expected. Rashy and I were in line for the toilet and she used it first. All was fine, door was a little hard to open because you had to slide it but still - all was fine.

Then it was my turn. There is an automatic washing cycle after each use (floor, toilet, sink - pretty spiffy) so i waited until that was done and then put in my 20p. Couldn't open the door for the life of me. Finally succeeded, used the facilities, washed hands etc and tried to get out. There is a big foot button that says "Push to Exit" so I pushed it but still couldn't move the door. There is another "Push to Exit" button at hand level so I pushed it but STILL couldn't move the door. By this point, Rashy had heard me trying to move the door and yelled "PUSH THE BUTTON" loud enough that the line of people started laughing because I yelled back "I DID push the button!" and still nothing was happening!

Now, keep in mind that the sign on the toilet also said there was a 20 minute maximum. Did that mean that the automatic cleaning cycle happened after that time? There was also a flashing red light that was going off. It reminded me of a surveillance camera. Were the keeping track of the number of people who got stuck in the toilet and their reactions?

Finally - after much more trial and tribulation, the door finally moved and I got out only to be greeted by the crowd of people and our crowd of friend all laughing. I hung my head and walked out.
Stupid People Eating Toilets

Back to Reality

Reality is setting in. I'm trying very, very hard to ignore my responsibilities but without much luck. I got an email from my University Supervisior asking to set up a meeting time to review my proposal and project blah blah blah. I'm not thrilled about that. Work started again today and it was alright. No riots, just a flood in the room but that's par for the course. Caught a kid in a bold faced lie which was kinda fun since I totally made her confess on the spot - yay me. Kids are funny - a little slow, but funny.

Likalia thinks I'm experiencing delayed jet lag but I'm not so sure. I think I'm just in a slump. The London, England vacation was fabulous and jammed packed with weird and wonderful adventures that could take up a million blog entries but that's just not going to happen with the current state of mind.

I did a lot of walking on the trip and think I may have succeeded in loosing more weight while on vacation - Christmas vacation no less. Nibski says he's gained ten of the twenty he lost back again, which is likely - unfortunate but likely. My uber small jeans are just perfect now and my belt needs to be buckled in another notch. Those are all good things. I may have ruined it by eating a bunch of very untastey but convieniently placed (like right next to the easy chair) Skor ball thingies. I seem to be on a steady weight loss trend that I don't want to stop. Thankfully the circuit training class begins again on Wednesday and I can get back into old routines.