Pity party

I’m sick. It sucks. I blame hubby.

No, actually I blame myself. And irony.

Hubby has been sick for a week or so. Coughing and running a fever. I’ve been nursing *cough* babysitting *cough* him and he was worried he would get me sick too. Since it had been about a week since he started getting sick and I was feeling absolutely fine Wednesday when he last worried about it, I said “I think whatever you have can’t get me. Otherwise I would have been sick by now.”

Obviously that was tempting faith and/or irony?

I woke up feeling snotty Thursday. Today, Friday, I have a high fever; I’m snotty, sneezing, freezing and absolutely miserable.

To add insult to injury I should have been to Malmö with Biologist friend this morning and out for a steak and a stand-up comedy show later today with everyone.

The built in webcam in the purple laptop doesn’t do my bright red nose justice. I could win the Rudolf the Rednosed Snotdeer lookalike competition right now.

*Sniffle*

  

Detangle theory

I’ve never encountered anyone who had a ”proper” theory on the detangling process. Here are my thoughts…

Since it seems the front of your hair is weaker by nature and seems to take the most abuse from handling and environment, I try to spare it. It’s not something I put a lot of effort into, but I have just made it a habit.

For my morning detangling, after unbraiding, I separate my hair in two using my fingers. It gets a bit crooked and isn’t very accurate since I separate it where it feels the easiest.

Then I start combing it out. I start in the back and work myself up/forward. My reasoning for this is that when you have detangled a knot, you have also semi-detangled the neighbour hair.

That way when starting in the back and moving forwards and up, the front parts are almost already detangled and have very little resistance when I comb it through.

It might seem like a ridiculously small thing to do, but I believe if you make it a habit and do it every single day, it saves you a lot of handling damage in time.

Let’s say doing this tiny little move “costs” your weaker front hairline just 20 seconds less handling in a day. In one year that adds up to a little over 2 hours of combing.

Not bad for a silly little thing that just comes down to a habit?

Spending money ^^

Since I’m going to Denmark by the end of the month, I took the chance to place an order at my favourite online health store. It annoys me greatly that they don’t ship outside the Danish territories, but oh well… I would happily pay for shipping but I guess there just aren’t enough sales in that to offer it?

 

 I ordered 3 months supply of this supplement. It is pretty much your normal “hair” supplement but it contains fenugreek which I’ve been keeping an eye out for for years. Fenugreek is used in a lot of (Indian) herb mixes for scalp health and growth and is often found in supplements for hair growth.

 Then I ordered my trusty old multi vitamin, minerals and herb tablets. I must have been taking these for over a decade by now! (And it still amuses me after al these years that it looks like some sort of anti-algae remedy for aquariums!) 

I ordered two different fibre supplements. I have taken these two on and off for some years too. 

 Then I found by complete coincidence a pure Macademia oil. Hm? Can’t say I’ve ever heard of anyone using it pure, but it’s found in a whole lot of hair products. This will probably require some experimentation!

One of those days where you feel hopelessly old and boring

Went shopping with the girls.

First point on the agenda was to find two clips I wanted to see if Chemist #1 could use. Two Evita Peroni clips that never worked for me but I could never get myself to get rid of because the brand is so expensive. Holding them I realised I couldn’t remember where I bought them or if I had ever used them. Ouch. Then I felt old.

    

        

Nice artsy picture, eh?

So we went to the shopping mall and the first step was to get some coffee to get warm again. Damn, it’s so cold outside!

My first “shopping” stop was to go to the pharmacy to get something for my poor sick hubby and his horrifying rattling cough.

We later ended up at H&M and I found myself hating the colours of just about every single piece of clothing they had. Boring and out of touch with the fashion this season, are we?

I did find a grey sweater I would really like for hubby, but they only had it in M and S. So I figured since I liked the sweater so much, maybe it would work for me.

But then it got weird: In the female clothes, I’m a XS or S in H&Ms sizes. Which is super weird since I’m 173 cm or about 5´8” tall and that makes me a bit above average height. I’m not super skinny either, so me fitting in XS or S is just a ridiculous joke.

I figured I could easily fit a S or M in male sizes, but no: They were both too small for me! WTF?

I ended up picking up a blue version of the sweater in hubby’s size for him.

So with a bag of cough and cold reliefs and a sweater, all for hubby we leave the mall. Nothing for myself but two bottles of Sunsilk leave in conditioner and a bag of cotton pads. Hopelessly boring shopping!

We then proceed to Öob which is a super market/bulk store. Not exactly glamorous either! I get some VO5 and a super cheap large size conditioner.

Last stop of the day is a hardware store to get replacement parts for our leaky sink. Gosh, my life and shopping is so boring. I’m out shopping with the girls and I only return with sensible, practical things?

I really felt like a hopelessly old and boring married woman whose life revolves around coughs and dripping sinks…

  

Random hair picture

I tend to forget how massive my buns look. But once in a while they just “poke out” and remind me like this picture from a girls night out (Friends cropped out for their privacy) where I’ve had two or three glasses of wine too many and I’m cracking up about something silly for the group picture