Oops! I did it again… yes, I colored my hair. (Sorry, Heather!)
I know, I know, I should have my stylist do it. I guess I’m addicted to hair coloring danger… the rush of adrenaline as I look in the mirror afterward to see what I’ve created.
This time – it’s Goth Lintee Bean. The color I selected, “Nutmeg”, I imagined giving me a lush headful of rich chocolate brown. Instead, my hair is nearly black. I was stunned.
I’m still stunned. It might grow on me. It often does, it’s hair after all. It highlights the lovely dark purple circles under my eyes – a result of Afer’s nighttime holiday carols, sung loudly, ALL night.
I don’t think this is a change no one will notice. I’m a little nervous about that. Maybe I’ll tell everyone I’m trying out for a Goth band – the Crazy Satan-Worshipping Cat Ladies.
On another note – I went to Chipotle for lunch. I rarely go there, as usually there’s a line through the restaurant, out the door, and down the block. However, as it’s New Year’s Eve, many people are off work. So, I went in – and it was busier than it had been when I went the Friday after Thanksgiving – but still not much of a line. Good news for me.
Apparently, Chipotle is one of those places that scan your brain on the way in. I walked up to the counter and started to tell the staff I wanted a veggie burrito when they were already making it, and confirming I wanted beans… and I started to indicate I wanted chips but they pointed to another staff person near the end of the line. I started to indicate I wanted corn salsa and guacamole, but they were ahead of me on it. I got toward the end and said I’d like chips – he indicated he already packed them up for me. Meanwhile, the cashier had already rung me up and was waiting for cash.
I admit, I got quite frazzled. I was scrambling for money as I blurted “OMG, you guys are too fast for me!” The chips guy seemed to find that quite funny.
Life of the Lintee Bean 