Balas

• Mexico is lovely. 
• Bala is "bullet" in Spanish ... you know, for bullet points. 
• I got sick yesterday. I think it was from a Reese's PB cup.  Those should be gluten-free, but when I do a Google of it, I do see that some versions of their candies (the holiday tree versions of PB cups) are not gluten free.  If the two vomiting sessions I had yesterday are any indication, I would say it's very possible there's gluten in those cups. More likely is that I have an issue with some other ingredient.  All I know is that it's another candy off the list of things I'll be hard pressed to have again. 
• I wouldn't have cared so much about being sick except that it was on the night Felipe came to cook for us.  He made the delicious potato and cheese soup and then vomited said delicious soup right back up and stared at the rest of the meal. 
• I woke up at 5:00 this morning and couldn't get back to sleep.  WTF?
• My friend Jen arrived yesterday.  She leaves tomorrow, but it's been great catching up with her.  While she was never overweight, she's now in super shape and very lean.  She looks spectacular to say the least. 
• I'm reading a rare (for me) fiction book: Serena.  Interesting.  I just went to Goodreads to get a link to the book and indicate I'm currently reading it and I see my mom read it in June of this year.  Edited to add: after I posted this blog post, I realized how I found the book in the first place.  My mom had emailed me the name of the book telling me she thought I'd like it.  I downloaded the sample for free, but then just stuck it in my samples collection on my Kindle.  Then when I was looking for a book to read I tried the sample and liked it, but forgot where the sample came from.  I love my Kindle. 
• We brought my old iMac down to Mexico to leave here.  I wasn't sure about doing so since I figured we could use it in another room of our house, though what room that might be, I have no idea.  Anyway, I'm glad D insisted.  It's nice to have it here.  Future guests: there's now a computer with a video camera available. 
• I cut my hair super short.  It didn't look good with my natural hair color, which is now a dull mousey brown. So I then went and highlighted it blond. My stylist did a highlight where they also paint the roots (which is not what is typically done during the highlights I do).  I had told him to just do whatever color he thought would look best with the haircut.  It's not that it's a bad dye/highlight job, but my skin tone cannot handle the blond and it particularly cannot handle the blond roots.  It's hard to explain.  My old colorist, who was awesome, once did this color and treatment to my hair, too.  It was the summer we went to D's brother's wedding in England. It's burned in my brain since I felt ridiculous during that whole trip because I so hated the hair color.  It makes me look sick.  As I keep telling myself, if my biggest problem is a bad haircut or bad dye job (bad for me at least), I have a damn good life.  I'll post a picture one of these days.  I forgot the camera - again - so maybe I'll have D take one with his phone soon.  Oddly enough, I hated the cut at first, then I did the highlighting.  Now I don't mind the cut since I hate the color so much!
• I was just getting ready to say how embarrassed I am that I asked Christie to avoid seeing Footloose until I get back, but then when I went to Rotten Tomatoes to get the link, I see it's getting 73%! And that's with 133 critic reviews.  I thought for sure it'd be in the 20's.   It'll probably drop a bit after it officially opens, but I feel less silly asking Christie to save it for me.