10 February 2013
a haircut and cute little meatloaves
Some girls are into make-up and hairstyling and other sorts of beauty routines. I'm not really one of those girls. Now, don't get me wrong, I love a killer sparkly eyeliner. But make me actually have to style my hair and I'm done. I went to get my hair cut this week for the first time since our wedding. Yes, four months +. Needless to say, my hair was long. And annoying. As in, hair-in-a-ponytail/bun-everyday annoying. So my hairstylist chopped it. I asked for shoulder length. It ended up more chin length (my hair is getting a little curlier every year since I hit 30). And I really don't care. Less shampoo to use, I figure.
I make up for my non-girly tendencies in the beauty routine category by being super-girly in other categories. Number of decorative throw pillows? Check. Cute shoes and scarves? Check. Pretty dresses? You bet.
And I like putting on a frilly apron and baking up a meatloaf. Meatloaf made of oatmeal (yet another thing in our pantry that we have way too much of) instead of meat. Baked in muffin tins for cute little meatloaves. Yes, sometimes food does = love. I find baking meatloaf for the hubby a romantic enough gesture that it'll be what a serve him on Valentine's Day for dinner when he gets home late. Maybe with a BBQ sauce heart on top.