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Mud and bread, oh my

Sunday, Apr. 27, 2008 @ 7:51 am
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Gotta love Mother Nature. ITs amazing how something that lookes like you dug it up from the garden after a rain {or in the case of henna, found it in a baby's diaper} can do so much wonder for the body and spirit.

After a rather stressful week {to put it mildly} I decided to treat myself last night. I had picked up a box of henna hair color from Tochi quite a while ago, but never got around to doing it. Last night I made up my mind to get it done.

While it is a rather messy way to do a color job, I must say I am quite impressed. I love my color, I love my soft hair, and I love that I don't smell like a salon. In fact it has practically no smell at all. It looked like dark curry colored mud going on, but my hair is now a lovely golden chestunut color with coppery golden highlights on my grayish areas.

Since I was playing with dirt anyway. I decided to go full force and whip up the mud mask I bought at Tochi on a whim. It actually felt kind of good slathering mud {fancy French mud at that} on my face. Kind of a return to early childhood. But I liked the way my face felt afterwards. Nice and smooth and soft and no redness, like with the usual drugstore treatments. My forehead is oily again this morning, but I'm not all red and blotchy. And its cheaper too.

Apparently the universe decided it was time for a little kindness to me yesterday. Among my errands I made a run to my All TIME FAVORITE bread store, Great Harvest {they make the best everything}. I picked up a couple loaves of bread, a honey whole wheat and a breakfast break {superior for French Toast}.

Bread Lady {I do so wish I knew her real name}, is always such a nice treat to deal with. She gave me the usual huge sample {they always have great samples} and while I was asking her about a couple other breads, she suddenly decides that since they have too much bread, which they will only give to Daily Bread {local food bank}, as they aren't open Sundays, and it will be too stale to sell Monday, that she might as well give it to someone who enjoys it.

Next thing I know I'm walking out with about 30 bucks in breads, cookies, muffins etc.. My freezer is packed. I only spent 11 dollars, but I hit the motherload. I was just flabbergasted. I didn't know what to think. I would have loved more, but I was so afraid of sounding greedy. I just thanked her profusly and went home, absolutely floating above cloud 12. Money is rather tight these days, I in the name of my weight and health I've been spending a little bit much on food. {is it any wonder poor people by ramen instead of veggies, even though one only appears to be a better deal. Don't get me started}.

Such kindness. I have to pay it foreward to someone else. Bread Lady has no idea how generous she was that day. She really restored my faith in humanity. There are saints amoung us. It was like the universe sent me there on purpose that day. I didn't really need bread, I had a loaf in the freezer but something made me go. I've got some good karma points, I really need to share with someone.

Great Harvest will definately be my bread store from now on.

Oops.. gotta take a quick shower and go get Warren. Looking forward to a day with my favorite too tall redhead.

Have a great Sunday.

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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.

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