Last night was a night of firsts for me (I guess you could call it that).
I made vegetarian stuffed peppers for the first time. I found a couple recipes and kind of merged them. I thought they'd be good with sausage or real ground beef, but of course Loopis does not eat meat, and I'm not opposed to eating fake meat, so I guess it works out. I used Morningstar Farms veggie burger crumbles as a replacement for the beef, and mixed that with rice, sauteed garlic and onions, stewed tomatoes, and spices to stuff the peppers, then topped mine with cheese and all of them with a tomato sauce. They came out really good, although I think next time they could use a little more garlic and the addition of some salt.
Here's what they ended up looking like:
I must admit, I am very proud of myself. I'm definitely more of a baker than a cook (as is evident by the four or five different types of baked goods I've made in the past two months and the, oh...zero dinner dishes I have prepared). I tend to not like cooking because there is so much preparation involved (it took about two hours from the start of making the peppers until I pulled them out of the oven), but it was kind of nice, all the chopping and mincing and boiling and stuffing and seasoning and sauteing and baking.
Plus, I was able to make dinner for Lindsey, who quite often takes the time to make things for me.
Fast forward.
I've had this box of hair dye in my bathroom for a while, waiting for the time to dye my hair. Last time I dyed it a darker brown and I really liked it. At work I've been discussing dying my hair, and a couple friends brought it up as well. So since I've got no academic obligations for the next few weeks, and Lindsey was off from work, we teamed up and dyed my hair.
And I hate it.
It's way too dark, and kind of splotchy (I guess my hair didn't take the dye in certain areas) and now I have split ends. I cringe every time I look at it.
A few people have seen it, and said it's not that bad, but it's so dark it's almost black and it doesn't look natural on me. I hope it fades out soon (as in, within the next couple weeks) or I'm going to dish out an assload of money getting it cut and professionally recolored.
You see that look on my face? That's how I feel about my hair.
Lindsey and I have agreed that I should not attempt to dye my hair again after this, and I do like my natural hair color. But I like it a little darker too...
Ugh.
I want to run away. My hair situation has trumped all positive feelings I've created for myself through the success of the stuffed peppers.
I think I need a vacation.
At least if I needed to slink away unnoticed I've already avoided immediate detection by changing my appearance.
