Want a good smiting? I'll give them one.

Oh, msbelle, that's so frustrating! I've had service people arrive "after 4" at 8:30 pm. After I'd given up on them and put my pajamas on.

Darnit, I missed Consuela's hair photo. That was swift hair.

It's been thundering and raining off and on all day. I got my outside errands done between showers, and I seem to have used up all my daily allottment of energy. The lack of intense sunlight today has been pleasant, though.

I came home from the store with four pounds of strawberries. Not sure what I should do with them. Besides shortcake, because duh.

Get a big ass bottle of champagne, a pair of hooker boots, and eat them, get drunk, and mock "Pretty Woman."

Make strawberry smoothies for breakfast.

Slice them into cornflakes.

Smoosh them up, and use as topping for coffee ice cream.

Smoosh some up, and use as a facial treatment. (This goes well with the champagne/mockage plan.)

Well guess who got jury summons?

Blahblahblahcivicdutyblah, but ehn. It's not til August, in any case. Though August in the crappy downtown city courthouse. Blech.

I got a haircut as well today. Then I shopped. $100. 3 blouses suitable for work plus a skirt that doesn't match ANY of the blouses and in fact, doesn't have a really good match in my closet, but oh well. I really liked it.

The storm finally broke after doing nothing all day. Of course, it waited to break until I had to go from my car to the house.

brenda, you can always freeze some for later use. Actually, if you freeze them on a tray (so they are separate) they make nice frozen snacks.

When I was called for jury duty in the summer, half of the judges were on vacation. I went for half a day and then got dismissed.

Here you call (or go online, which do you think I'll do?!) the night before to see if you have to show up the next day. They then do 1 day/1 jury which means if you don't get assigned to a jury that day, that's it, you're done and off the hook for at least another year.

I'm more annoyed that the summons is to the particular courthouse than anything. Traffic getting there sucks, parking sucks, building sucks, and man were the guards cranky and unhelpful last time I was there.

I am ridiculously charmed by Justin Timberlake singing Rainbow Connection with Kermit. Shit.

So hey, folks, could I get some adult-life-decisions type advice? Because I'm trying to decide between my father's advice and my mother's, and both have their issues, and I'm not sure I trust my personal preferences in this kind of situation.

Hmmm... I don't claim to be able to make adult decisions, but I can certainly try!