Captain’s Log 4,442
Yesterday’s geocache release went off like clockwork! Within 40 minutes, we had our FTF (first to find) looking for it while we stayed inside the coffeeshop acting nonchalant. Then, we burst out and yelled HOORAY and other such things. The poor girl almost fell over with surprise! She got all sorts of Highway 80 swag, a baseball cap, and a cool geocaching t-shirt! YAY! She posted a photo of her cool stuff on the geocaching website.
Cool booty for the FTF
The fellow who owns the establishment is delightful! It’s named Marcella June’s Coffee Lounge. It’s full of kitsch and fun. He “decorates” the mannequin outside based on the time of year. Yesterday, he was dressed in board shorts and a red, white, and blue shirt for Independence Day.
He made me a salted caramel mocha that was….out of this world! The cache is hidden behind those cool chairs in a fake electrical box.
I am picking up Big Sister Mia in less than an hour for a jaunt up the mountain to visit the quaint town of Julian. It’s an old gold mining town that has now become famous for its apple pie. EVERYBODY goes there for a slice of pie and a trip to the honey store. And that’s about it. Then you go home again.
I thought about going into work for a few hours (at the crack of dawn), but then the rat’s patoot thing happened. I realized I don’t give one of those right now. So I rolled over and slept for another half hour. Then I got up and puttered around the garden, made coffee, fed the birds. No rush. No hurry. No rat’s patoot for this pirate! I am taking my time off and I am enjoying it! I went in yesterday (on a scheduled day off) to deal with a personnel problem and meet and electrician, so I have done my part. But not today. Today is for Big Sister Mia.
I got my hair done yesterday and got to spend some good time with Joanie, Hairdresser Exceptionale. YAY! She tried a new shampoo/conditioner combo, and it was soooo very nice! I am going to the store today to buy this!
I love the name EverSleek. It sounds so sexy.
Even though this is a frizz-taming formula (and I don’t have frizz), it really reacted well to my big-ass hair. It’s full of good moisturizers. Important stuff. So between this shampoo and the goat shit argan oil, I’m set. At least my head will smell great! Yes, I use a hair oil that is harvested from the shit of Moroccan tree-climbing goats. They climb the trees, eat the seeds, and shit them out for processing. You think I am kidding?
Processing hair oil. Step One. Release the goats into the trees.
Time to get on the road! Photos to follow!