posted more about it in Natter, but: my sister bought a house for us to have as a "vacation home" in Charlottesville. Photos are here. We call it our Chalet. I'm so excited!
Kaylee: So how many fell madly in love with you and wanted to take you away from all this? Inara: Just the one. I think I'm slipping.
'Serenity'
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Zenkitty - May 12, 2007 4:32:36 pm PDT #8717 of 10003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Hil R. - May 12, 2007 4:40:21 pm PDT #8718 of 10003
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
So. I am an idiot. I was trying to reach a package of plastic plates on the top shelf of my kitchen closet. Couldn't reach them. Tried to grab them with a set of tongs, which usually works for stuff I can't reach. I go the plastic plates I wanted, but a package of paper plates I hadn't seen fell out and hit me, edge first, in the eye. It hurt. Like, blinking and seeing stars out of that eye hurt. Just looked in the mirror, and the eyelid is pretty obviously bruised and swelling up.
I need a better "How'd you get that shiner?" story by Monday.
beth b - May 12, 2007 4:48:52 pm PDT #8719 of 10003
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
The attack of the kitchen equipment isn't bad... you just need to an another element like a stray cat leaping through a window...
I don't think it is possible to make a bad potato soup. Now if DH would only come in for dinner
Laura - May 12, 2007 4:50:47 pm PDT #8720 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.
That is exciting news Zenkitty! It looks lovely. When do you take possession?
Poor Hil. Perhaps you can wear a button that says, "You should see the other guy." Or you can claim you fell while trying to rescue a kitty from a tree. Anyway, some hints on taking care of it [link]
hee, xpost blame it on the cat
Zenkitty - May 12, 2007 4:55:20 pm PDT #8721 of 10003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
The closing is June 18.
Vortex - May 12, 2007 5:01:35 pm PDT #8722 of 10003
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
I need a better "How'd you get that shiner?" story by Monday.
go barfight, choose barfight!
Ginger - May 12, 2007 5:10:41 pm PDT #8723 of 10003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Ouch, Hil! It is nice to know that I'm not the only one who is constantly being attacked by kitchenware. The Tupperware has it in for me. Ice, ice, ice. If you don't want to explain it, I've found that putting on several coats of foundation and then using more eyeshadow than usual seems to reduce the number of people who notice.
Hil R. - May 12, 2007 5:17:26 pm PDT #8724 of 10003
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Heh. "More eyeshadow than usual" for me would be any eyeshadow at all. And I don't think I own foundation.
I think I'm just going to go with "You should see the other guy." No need to mention that "the other guy" is picnic ware.
Ginger - May 12, 2007 5:26:56 pm PDT #8725 of 10003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I've found that people are normally pretty unobservant, anyway.
Did you at least beat the picnic ware into submission?
DavidS - May 12, 2007 6:35:59 pm PDT #8726 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Laura's all about the pigtails. Poor Brendon. His baby!
Back from a long day. We won our game but almost coughed it up. We were winning 15-2 in the 5th inning (out of 6) and gave up 9 runs. Ayiee! But we came back and scored six more in our half, and shut them down in the sixth inning to win 21-11. Needless to say, it wasn't the best played game of all time. Mostly we scored so much because (a) their pitchers walked us and (b) we stole bases incessantly.
Emmett played pretty well, but during warmups a ball took a bad hop off a pebble and the ball came up hard to hit him in the ear. Painful! And then he was a little ball shy. But he still went 4 for 5 and pitched two innings giving up two, and threw somebody out as the catcher.
Then we went to JZ's mom's bookstore's (oof - three possessives in a row) Grand Opening (change of ownership) and saw JZ's brother (down from Portland) and Deb and Nic. Long drive out and long drive back, but we're all home and relatively content.
Tomorrow Emmett has a practice and then practice game with the tournament team so we're back in the East Bay. Apparently, I am up for a grand round of practical jokes and ribbing tomorrow. I may be obliged to do pedicures on random strangers and serve mimosas. (This is all because I pitched a snit about the schedule this year which reversed the proportion of weekend to weekday games. There might've been some snarking on my part about Mother's Day as well...)