So, to fight depression, like most women, I turned to my hair.
I decided I'd feel more fit if I had long hair.
So, I started growing it out for the first time since 1993. I got it frosted and I was feeling rather sporty. BUT the bleach made it feel dried out so I decided to do a hot oil treatment. When Terry wasn't looking, I snuck his quart of Barlean's flax oil from the fridge. I nuked a 1/2 cup for 30 seconds then went to the bathroom and poured some over my head. That was awkward, so I dunked my two pig-tails in and worked it upwards. Brenda had given me a bunch of thin shower caps for Christmas so I was good to go. THEN I got to thinking about my dining room table we bought when we got married in 1992. It has big patches where the min-wax had been burned off over the years and I wanted to use a natural oil to "fix"it. I THOUGHT about flax oil (since Terry conveniently keeps a quart in the fridge door to swill down a tablespoon every morning) and looked it up on the internet. WELL, who knew linseed oil (which I had heard of for years) was the SAME as flax seed oil? Not me. So when the oil started oozing down from under the wimpy shower cap and down my neck, I thought, "Don't be wasteful! Grab your new Ryobi cordless palm-sander and SAND that table top!" My THEORY was that if I was fast enough sanding, I could rub my head on that tabletop and PRESTO! It would look as good as new. It was a great theory but by then it was nine PM and I was half asleep so I rinsed my hair and went to bed.
