As usual my lovelies, here’s how my week went, in no particular order:
1- I don’t even know what phase of lockdown we’re in, although I think it might be ‘You can visit a Llama farm and use your skateboard’ phase. Neither of which are appealing, so feckit, I’ll just stay in.
2- More 3am ponderings. Well, I call them ponderings, but it was really ‘can’t sleep, too hot, feckit, I’ll get up and write something’ – I know us Brits talk about the weather way too much but we’re just not cut out for 86+ temperatures. Who is?
3- I had a distress call with my hairdresser this week and made a booking for 16th July. I can’t tell you how tempted I am to whip out the vegan hair color home kit and dye my roots electric-pink (which is not the color on the box). But Inoa shade 5.62 is worth waiting for (and my hairdresser is a wizard – ya can’t get it anywhere!)
4- The heat is also affecting my ability to cook anything (aka ‘add more heat’), but in the interests of persistence, I made Vegan Jambalaya the other day. I’m on the fence. Most vegan recipes that call for a tin of tomatoes tastes like tomatoes and not much else. Anyway, I’m calling it ‘Lionel Jambalaya’ because the word makes me think of that song. You’re welcome.
5- Right then, I shall leave you to continue your lockdown. If you’re not dancing in your pants to Lionel right now, you are dead to me.
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