After checking email and so forth, I kept wandering outside to just sit in the sun and enjoy the warmth. It was clouding up a bit, and the breeze was a bit chill, but on the whole, the sun peeked out enough here and there to make me feel as though I were soaking up energy and comfort at the same time.
It was a damn nice day.
I decided it was too nice of a day to stay in the house, so I decided to call up banshree and see if she wanted to go to the hair stuff store. The hair stuff store isn't actually called that, of course -- I keep thinking it's Sally's Beauty Supply, but it's actually "Total Beauty Supply." Anyway, it's a small, family-run beauty supply store that happens to be right next to a bookstore (another temptation for the lovely banshree, I hoped). They're the only place that carries the conditioner I've been using, so I figured why not go there? Since banshree has mondo long hair like mine, we sometimes share an interest in hair stuff.
Unfortunately, banshree was busy and didn't feel like going out anywhere. Besides, she said, she was eating.
Damn. Now what was I going to do? Charlie was nearing the end of the semester, and thus in the "I am not doing anything this weekend period" phase. I didn't think sushirob, although long-haired himself, would really be all that interested in chauffeuring me to the hair stuff store, Mom was busy, Dad was out.
Sushirob nagged at her in the background trying to guilt her into taking me out, but even this wasn't having the effect I wanted. In fact, it seemed to make her even less likely to want to go with me!
There was nothing I could do.
Nothing ... except, the last resort.
That's right, I played the pancakes card.
"Well, you know, we could go to IHOP and get pancakes or something," I said, "Oh, but then, you're already eating, so you wouldn't want to do that," I went on.
Sly, that's me. Yes, sly and devious.
Nothing trumps IHOP when someone's on an IHOP kick, and banshree and I had been on an IHOP kick for a couple of weeks now. I used all my psychic powers to project the vision of yummy eggs benedict and belgian waffles through the phone at her.
"Hm. Well, it is just a Stouffer's kind of thing," she said. I could tell her interest had been piqued. "Rob wouldn't make me anything so I just grabbed this. I can throw it back in the fridge."
"Cool," I replied, "but honestly, you know, if you're busy that's okay. I can just hang out here and read and stuff. Don't let Rob guilt you into coming out if you've got other stuff to do!"
"No, it's fine. I'll just take a shower and call you before I come over," she said.
YES! Once again, IHOP has conquered!
Well, either that or my psychic eggs-benedict-projection powers. Hard to say. Either way, I ain't knocking it, ya know?
An hour or so later we were happily ensconced at IHOP. Eggs benedict for banshree, and poached eggs, bacon, and a belgian waffle for me. Once we were done, she had a new idea. "Hey, you want to go get a manicure?" I thought about that for a bit. Honestly, I've probably had one manicure in my life. I'm just not a manicure type of person. I don't think I've ever had a pedicure either.
On the other hand, I hadn't really been out of the house (except to go to the ER or various doctors) for a very long time, so what the heck?
"I guess so. Where do you want to go?"
"Well, I usually go to this place that's in the same shopping center as where we're going for the hair stuff," she said.
Something tickled my memory.
"You mean, in that shopping center with the Albertson's?" I asked.
"Yeah, I think it's called Magic Nails."
"Uh oh," I said.
"What? Uh oh what?" she gave me a puzzled look.
"I think that's the place D went and she had a bad experience," I told her.
"Really?" she looked a bit surprised. "'Cause I go there all the time, and I've never had a problem. I wonder what happened? Maybe they had some new people or something."
"I don't know, but from what D said, it sounded pretty scary."
She looked at me for a minute. "Well, we don't have to go if you don't want to. I'm just saying I've been there a few times, and it's been okay for me."
"Hmm." I thought about it for a minute. "Okay, let's go and this will be like best two out of three. If it's good this time, maybe D just got someone on an off day."
Having made this momentous decision, we hit the aforementioned hair stuff store. They unfortunately didn't have the hair stuff that Banshree wanted, but they did have my conditioner. I also bought a few little hair scrunchie things, a new lipliner, and a new nail polish. Next, it was two doors down to the bookstore where we browsed for a bit. Again, banshree had no luck, but I picked up a few books that looked promising.
It was time for Magic Nails.
Magic Nails, who, I should mention, also does eyebrows. But that is another part of the story to come later.