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Not All Whacked Out and Fuzzy

January 12, 2010

Listened to the show Saturday and it was not bad. The kids were occupied with their new video games and I was doing a bit of trimming on my latest haircut which was a bit longer on the right side as opposed to the left. I went back a while back after another haircut to see about this same issue, but my hairdresser, Michelle, reassured me that it WAS even &151; the hair on the right side of my head may be a bit thicker, she said, and do I sleep exclusively on my right side (which would somehow explain that phenomenon)? Well, I do, I told her. Well, there you have it, she said.

Yeah, I have it, alright. Thicker hair on the right side of my head. I've tried sleeping on my left side to even it out but that's about as silly as anything because once I fall asleep I turn myself back over to where my body thinks it belongs and better luck next time, Mrs. S. So I've gotten rather used to the seeming lopsidedness of my head, but then there are the cowlicks, of which Michelle counts 3 large. Not just "3", but "3 large." Which eliminates me, right off the bat, from candidacy for a number of hairstyles. Not that I'm complaining. I've had pretty much the same hairstyle since I was about twenty, and it suits me rather well with small variations every couple of years. A few of those variations have brought me dangerously close to the mulletesque, but as I said, I'm not complaining. There's no point. Everyone envies everyone else, so why not be content with what you've got?

When I think about it, mine is not such bad hair. It fits me. It's turning gray pretty evenly, and when I don't have time to dry it, it curls up rather nicely, not all whacked out and fuzzy. And it does a mighty fine job of covering up all those godawful scars on my head sustained when I was a kid. Stitches everywhere, a real work of art, I imagine, were I to suddenly lose all my hair. Which I may one day. You never know. I'm finding, as I grow older, I lose things. The blessing is realizing how much a person can live without. As long as you've got a few chores to do, some fresh bread, a good book, and someone to share it all with, you've got it going just fine.

Been a while since I shared a hotdish recipe, and with the number of funerals this time of year, I figured these two recipes might be appropriate. They're similar, but the second is a bit creamier and doesn't contain tomatoes.

Lutheran Funeral Hot Dish

1 lb dry macaroni

1 lb ground beef

1 can tomato soup

1 medium onion, chopped

1 14 oz can corn, drained

1 14 oz can tomatoes

ketchup, salt and pepper to taste

American cheese

Cook macaroni. Brown ground beef and onion. Combine all ingredients in a casserole dish. Top with cheese slices and bake at 325 for 30 minutes.

Funeral Hot Dish

1 bag medium egg noodles, boiled

Brown together: 1 lb ground beef

1 cup diced celery

1 cup diced onion

Add: 2 cans cream of mushroom soup

1 can cream of chicken soup

salt and pepper to taste

3 cups milk

1 can corn

Bake at 350 for 30 minutes.


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