Chili. Hair.

I made some decent chili today to take and share with some of my colleagues. They seemed to enjoy it, but I thought there was a little too much cinnamon and a little something missing. I couldn’t place my finger on it. It was still good, but it wasn’t quite right.

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I have decided to cut my hair over Winter Break. The Nazarite Vow I took in June/July is not coming to an end; I am simply modifying it. For example, I will still not be drinking, eating meat, drinking caffeine, consuming grape products, attending funerals, or consuming large amounts of sugar (obviously this is, next to the hair, the most difficult). My decision to cut my hair has been a difficult one, but I think the spirit of the vow is to separate you from culture (as Ed pointed out to me), and growing my hair out does not necessarily do that. In fact, I would argue that being a woman and having a shaved head would be more counter-cultural. In addition to that, or maybe more to the point, part of the reason for my taking this vow was to help me focus on dissertation. Having hair that drives me crazy is not helping me focus. In fact, it is doing quite the opposite. So, once Winter Break gets here, the hair is leaving the building. When I shave it, I am going to renew my current vow.

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Exercise: walked the dogs 2 miles, walked from RB to Burris

Food: oatmeal, chocolate milk, juice, salad with honey mustard and sunflower seeds, cheese sandwich, chili, two pieces of pizza, one piece of Dairy Queen cake, Klondike bar

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One response to “Chili. Hair.

  1. holy wa! i got me a shout out! 🙂

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