Other than that, this weekend was pretty good, though it got off to a rocky start.
After microbiology lab on Friday, Kayleen and I headed out to the Irish Museum of Modern Art. Most of the museums are free so we're trying to take advantage that. We stopped at Bobo's, home of the "Gourmet Irish Burger". We walk by it every single day and have always talked about wanting to go, so we finally did. Good choice. It was probably one of the best hamburgers I've ever had and also the messiest. I'm sure I put on quite a displaying trying to eat it, but I enjoyed every bite.Feeling like we were going to burst, we headed to the museum. We were pretty glad for the opportunity to "walk off" our lunch as the museum was almost two miles away. I can't
say I'm a huge fan of art in general, much less modern art, but it was fun nonetheless. The building itself was worth seeing. The museum was in a beautiful two story stone building that had a huge courtyard inside. On the left side of the building was a really pretty garden with a fountain and little trails running through it that kind of resembled a maze. It seemed appropriate to call it the "Secret GardenKayleen, especially, enjoyed this as it was always her childhood dream to have a "secret garden". :) Afterwards, we began our walk back home. The weather was really nice, not a cloud to be seen. ".We were happily chatting away when I saw a hair salon that looked fairly decent and I stopped in to make an appointment. This is when started going terribly wrong. I knew I was going to have to get my hair cut here at some point during the trip, so the last few weeks, I had been keeping an eye out for a salon with somewhat decent prices. Most places I had seen charged about 45 euro (about 65 dollars) for just a plain cut and there was no way I was going to pay that much. I had seen this particular place last week and they only charged 10 euro for a dry cut. That was the best I had seen so I went for it. When I went inside, I realized they didn't do appointments, just walk-ins, so Kayleen went home and I stayed. I'm really picky about who cuts my hair, but all I wanted was a simple trim just to get the ends off. How hard could that be? The fact the girl could barely speak English should have been my first clue. I ex
plained about 63 times how I wanted it done and how much to take off, but from the first "snip" of the scissors, I knew it was going to be way to0 short. My stomach kept sinking lower and lower the more she cut. It was like she didn't know what she was doing so she just kept going shorter and shorter. She had to keep asking me questions about what she should do with the bangs, around my fact etc. I tried explaining calmly, all the while doing my very best not to jump out of the chair and strangle her. A trim! That's all I wanted and now I didn't know if I was going to walk out of there with any hair at all! Finally, she put the scissors down, did a quick blow-dry and said "all done". All I wanted to do was get out of there. I grabbed my stuff and pulled out some money to pay her. When she said it was 17 euro, I didn't even know what to do. I looked at the sign that clearly said "10 euro" and looked back at her, not able to say anything. She then proceeded to tell me that "it's 17 euros for long hair". I was so livid at that point that I just handed her the money and walked out. DIT was right across the street and I had to pick up my backpack from my locker, so when I got there, I went to the first mirror I could find. After looking at the damage for a couple of minutes, I realized it wasn't all that bad. She didn't actually do a bad job cutting, it just most certainly was not what I wanted. Somehow, half an inch off turned into almost two inches. I've been trying to grow my hair out for a while now and this definitely was not helping. I left the school and headed straight to the pharmacy to get some of those hair and nail vitamins. There were none to be found. I had to get a couple of other things there too, but, for the life of me, could not find what I needed. I was already on edge and this was not helping. I have never wanted a Walmart so badly in my life. Unable to get anything I was looking for, I stormed home and proceeded to pour out my sob story to Monica and Kayleen. Since then, I have recovered and ironically, the hair isn't so bad after all. I actually kind of like it. We'll see how it handles the usually humid, rainy Irish weather, though. I don't have a good history with humidity and having shorter hair is definitely not conducive to that. If I'm lucky, maybe this nice weather will stick around for a couple more months. I'm not holding my breath though.Saturday, Jeanine and Monica left on a weekend trip, so it was just Kayleen and me. We started our day by doing an exercise video. Then we decided to rearrange the living room. There was entirely way too much furniture in that room and it had the most inconvenient set up, so we moved stuff out and around. Now it looks like a real living room and I cannot wait to use the fireplace in there! I've never had one before, so this will be a very exciting thing for me. Following the living room make-over, we showered and headed out for a while. We braved the insane wind and rain and we
nt to one of the little towns next to ours just to look around. On our way home, we stopped at the grocery to pick up pumpkins! We bought three beautiful medium sized pumpkins and brought them home to begin baking. We cut them up and cooked them so we could scrape out the "meat". We made the most lovely batch of pumpkin bread. I was in heaven. Not only did it taste so good, but it made the house smell wonderful and very "fallish". One batch made three loaves. Unfortunately, we ate all of it in two days. We had so much pumpkin left over, though, we were able to bag it up and stick it in the freezer. There will plenty of pumpkin pies when Thanksgiving gets here. :)Sunday was pretty quiet. I went to church in the morning, and sort of did homework the rest of the afternoon. Today is a "bank holiday" in Ireland, so everything is closed and no one has school or work. I don't have classes anyway on Mondays, but I enjoyed the holiday anyway. I took a nice long walk this morning, and worked on a little bit of homework during the afternoon. This week is called "review week" at DIT which basically means there are no classes unless a teacher wants to schedule an exam or something. The other girls in my class have an exam, or assessment as they're called here, on Wednesday. I'm not taking that class, so I don't have to go in at all this week! Basically, it's a fall break for us, so Kayleen and I are going to Edinburgh, Scotland on Wednesday! We're really excited! It will be the first country I've visited since I've been here. I'm not sure what all we're going to see yet, but we're going to do some planning tomorrow.
And that was my weekend. It was pretty good- haircut scare and all. Now it's time for bed because I have to get up early in the morning and babysit. Fun fun. If only I could get warm....
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