tobermory's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Birth, School, Work, Death My current lifestyle of work, gym, home isn�t the best for coming up with scintillating journal entries. I keep thinking of the song �Birth, School, Work, Death� by the Godfathers � it�s sort of depressing. But, since I tried on a pair of pants that fit last winter, but don�t now, I guess I have to keep my nose to the grindstone. Steve officially starts work on the house today, which is a big, huge step. Not as big as signing the papers to make it ours, or the first mortgage payment that will get sucked from my checking account next month, but a big step nonetheless. There won�t be much noticeable progress for awhile yet � there�s a lot of clean-up work to do. I think one of the first things on the agenda is for Steve to finish installing the new-to-us cabinets in the downstairs kitchen. Right now only half of them are in and that half doesn�t have doors on the bottom cabinets. It gives the kitchen a sort of neo-scavenger look, but the cats seem to like having extra spaces to explore. I am not liking having to blow dust and cat hair off of any package I pull out of the cubbies, so I�m heavily lobbying for this to be the first task. Since this will also clear out the cabinets that are laying around on the second floor taking up workspace, Steve tends to agree with me that this might be a good first step. It will be kind of nice having him working at home all day. In addition to the obvious � the house will be getting closer to done � someone will be in the house all day keeping an eye on things and Steve will be available to start dinner preparations. Since pork roast was on sale again at the market I bought an extra-large roast that Steve will be able to pop into the oven a couple of hours before I�m due home. Ta-Da! Instant househusband! Over the weekend the Tribune had an article that listed 10 steps to a healthier new year and most of them were the typical exercise regularly, stop smoking, eat better variety, but there was one that made me take notice. It mentioned that you shouldn�t put anything on your face that you wouldn�t consider putting in your mouth. The article said that your face is like a sponge and it soaks up all those strange chemicals in moisturizers, masks, and make-up and there�s really no telling what the long-term effects of this are. Apparently Europe has far more stringent regulations than the United States about testing non-drug items that will be used in contact with human skin and cosmetic companies often have different (better for you) formulas that they use in products over there. Supposedly Estee Lauder and L�Oreal are planning on reformulating their US products to meet European standards but it sounds like that may be sometime down the line. It�s something for me to consider. There�s an old timey apothecary near my house that carries mostly European products, so I may have to head over there and check out some more natural alternatives to my regular skin care. I could give the DHC olive oil based products another go too. My skin has been so good recently that I�m loath to mess with my routine. I use oatmeal complexion soap from some dinky Scandanavian shop in Geneva, Illinois, Hope in a Tube eye cream, and Hope in a Jar face cream. I go through this routine only at night � I don�t wash my face in the morning. I figure it doesn�t get dirty overnight and that�s one less application of goo I need to put on my face. I should probably use some something with SPC in it in the morning, but I�ve yet to find one that doesn�t make my face feel sticky. Resolution Diary: 1:51 p.m. - 2006-01-10 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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