It's been a good weekend. Friday night I had my couples class, the second to last one. This session has flown by.
I had an interesting time at the salon on Saturday. I got my eyebrows waxed at the Aveda Institute for the second time. The student I had the last time was fabulous. The instructor who checked her work was way too hard on her, but as a result I walked away with fabulous eyebrows. They really do frame the face. This time the guy I had took me to the hair washing station. I was like, "Um, maybe you have the wrong Sarah. I'm here for an eyebrow wax." He's like, "No, this is the wax right here." Strange. After he applies the wax he has trouble getting an edge to lift to rip it off. He's like, "I wish I hadn't cut my nails, those damn manicurists." I thought about making a joke about leaving his pinky nail long, but then people might think he did blow. I bit my tongue. Then he proceeds to tell me how he loves waxing eyebrows, it's one of his favorite things, aside from cut and color. They have to try every service once. And the Brazilian wax is definitely one he'll only do once. Thank goodness it was his sister. WHAT?! I said, "Uh, wasn't that too much information about your sister?" He said, "I would rather it be a family member than a total stranger." Does anyone else find that disturbing? That's the LAST thing I want to see on my brother!!!
After the brow wax I went to Erica's baby shower. I had a blast. I hope Erica did too. Wonderful hostesses and great company.
Saturday night I had my monthly Spanish dinner with Angela and Kellee at Lupe's Escape. It's a great little place in Beaverton. Always a great time visiting with those two. I admire their language skills. They put me to shame but I learn a lot. What was that new word I learned -- Fulano? Kellee says it means John Doe, Angela laughed and said she thinks it means asshole. Maybe I shouldn't use it just to be safe.
Today I did chores around the house, gardening, grocery shopping, and a long run. The usual Sunday activities. I made a veggie meatloaf last week, one of my childhood favorites (the real thin I mean) and I attempted to bake a loaf of white bread to make meatloaf sandwiches for lunches this week. I was supposed to let it rise to double in a 200 degree oven, about an hour. It wasn't doubled in an hour so I left it in longer. But when I pulled it out it already had sort of a crust. And then I was supposed to roll it out, and then roll it up into a cylandar (sp?) and let it rise to double again. It didn't rise to double. So I just threw it in the oven, at a lower temperature than it was supposed to bake at and longer, in hopes it would rise in the oven. No such luck. As you see, I ended up with a loaf of crap. Ah well, I plan to make soup this week, perhaps it'll make decent bread for the soup.
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