As part of the preparations for attending the Halloween party Friday, Herself took a late shower and then put her still-damp hair into a barrette. During the course of the evening, she was sitting in the path of the smoke of the fire in the firepit. Her hair must have absorbed a fair amount of the tiny smoky particulates, for this morning when Herself got into the shower, the wetting of her hair by the water released the faint scent of campfire smoke.
She wishes she could pack up her tent and her sleeping bag and go camping again. Right now.
In which I get my comeuppance
2 days ago