Yesterday, I came home from the salon telling Karen I look like Mrs. Partridge and Dezi Arnaz's secret love child and as the day progressed I feared worse. I might be Kate Gosselin and Posh Spice's love child. Of course since it was the day of the bad hair cut we had to go to a dinner party. One of the guests quickly told me how cute my hair was and that it looks like Liza Minnelli. And I died. I am dead.
Liza's hair might be better because the front matches the back. Mine is a pixy in the back and weird long pieces in the front that don't really blend with the back. The back is buzzed really short at the bottom so there's no wiggle room for fixing unless I cut the front off. I am not really getting how this is a bob.
And now I need shirts with high collars to hide my hair because I'm not a hat, or a bow, or a barrette, or a headband, or a scarf person. I am a person who will complain about her hair for the next forever, though.
*Part Two is coming soon.
My lovely zen garden has been quite the spot for adventure the last few days. Usually I go there for moments of calm, to sit and think, to draw, to read, to sit and be by myself, or just to sit while my husband BBQs dinner on the other side of the garden. Basically, just to sit. Sit, sit, and sit more. I like to sit and procrastinate. It was Procrastination City.
But then the other night I was sitting there looking at how pretty my hydrangeas are when suddenly barky dog from next door chewed through the fence and got all barky IN MY GARDEN. And that made me barky and doggy left puddles across the yard as he went back to his own house. Great.
Today, there was another type of puddle in the garden. The type that requires digging, mud flying, multiple trips to Home Depot, and the water being turned off. I didn't do any of that stuff. I just stood there and ate licorice while I watched my husband battle the growing puddle. Standing with licorice is my new sitting.
Standing water will be the new garden feature for the next few days. I wonder what it will attract while we are gone? I hope the barky dog can swim.
*I don't get why everyone loves Hipstamatic. I can barely see what I'm taking a photo of and changing the filters takes too long and is hard. I'm leaving it on this setting forever and am going back to CameraBag and ShakeItPhoto. I don't care if I am stuck in 2009.
And on account of the economy, I've been taking more jobs that require traveling. And now as I pack my bags and charge my camera batteries and check list after list, I have visions of my kitty sitting in the hallway at night meowing all alone wondering where her next treat will come from. And though I know cats are fine alone over night (and even for 2 nights with food and water), I wonder if I worry for nothing. Perhaps she is like me. She's probably seeing our bags and thinking FINALLY, SOME FREEDOM! I will leave the Neil Diamond CDs, magazines, and some pie* out for her just in case.
*That's a joke. I know cats can't have pie. Don't send me hate mail.
First on the Kindle for PC:
Plain text is very easy to read. Great!
White handwriting on photos is harder to read but can be read at full size.
Photos from the Kindle App for iPhone:
You can zoom in huge on text!
The handwriting is easy to read.
You can zoom out and in- easy to scroll through the pages and then zoom in to read.
Final thoughts: I think either option is good if you are on a budget and want to see the book. It's a great option to have! The colors are a little different from the printed book and some pages are a bit harder to read because like a journal, there's handwriting on photos. The few pages that are harder to read do not at all take away from the rest of the book. Get the kindle book here.
Here's the book made of lovely printed paper: