I'm going to Home Despot with my neighbors to get some flats and gardening supplies. Our back yard patio is a nasty disaster, and we're gonna fix it up with flowers and a new patio set, so we can actually ENJOY the backyard.

I love the whole community osmosis thing.

I just ordered some new, kind of boring but exciting for me shoes! And I'll get them on Tuesday because Zappos continues to be awesome.

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Someone commented that they wear those shoes with suits which just seems wrong to me.

Speaking of fashion, I picked up Tim Gunn's Guide to Quality, Taste & Style yesterday and it is, as expected, hilarious and awesome! There's a whole section on his love for H & M.

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In kind of disturbing news, I was eating a piece of a really very nice chocolate bar that someone had brought to a dinner party at my house and there was a little piece of thin WIRE in it. WTF??? I need to find out where she got the chocolate so I can pitch a fit at them. Or contact the company or something. It's so bizarre!

I am a big fan of ziplocs. I divy up the huge trays of meat into sandwich bags, toss in some marinade and freeze. Make too much soup? Gallon or pint bags, freeze. Those stupid bags of veggies or pasta that don't re-close and hello? I'm one person. Ziploc and freeze (or put in cabinets for the dry.) $30 in quarters for laundry? Ziploc.

I'm laundering right now. Good thing I didn't plan on going out today (though I need to get tp in the next couple of days) because it is pouring and soggy and just generally gross. So glad I took the trash out last night before this started. There's a small stream between me and the dumpsters.

I got 8 hours of sleep since midnight. Which eight hours, however... I've discovered that when I really need to wake up, I start having incredibly frustrating dreams about trying to take a shower. There are all these people and things thwarting me and I get really angry and thankfully, I then wake up. But jeez. Like I need subconcious frustrations too?

You can also use the icetrays method to freeze the stock, and then put them in the ziplocs. Unless you're me, and you have no more room in your freezer. Then you need to just eat your damned food.

On ATK today, they had a tip about freezing leftover stock in muffin tins, and then tossing the frozen chunks into a ziplock bag. Genius! (Because I've done the ice tray thing, and the cubes just seem too small to be useful. But a muffin tin is just right!)

Any word on Scola's flight?

If necessary, I could clean (instead of doing taxes, resume, and a light plot) and host a Drive evening.

At the very least, Kat, the stuff on this site seemed targeted to accommodate the needs of the NICU, so hopefully not that long. I think they fasten differently from normal onesies for that reason.

I asked the nurse today and she said once the PICC line comes out. I'm not sure when that will be, but there you go. We also learned when Grace reaches 1300 grams we'll be able to hold her, kangaroo-care style. Noah? NSM because of his ventilator.

Is it wrong that I love ordering photos off flickr and having them sent to Target? Best Thing Ever.

Do you know if Noah will graduate to a different vent, or is it until he is DIY? Or DIH. However that works.

I didn't know you could do that with flickr pics! Huh. Cool. And something I'll hopefully recall past today.

Once the laundry is done, I'll start making black bean glop (starts as a thick soup, then slowly thickens until it is burrito thick.) Waiting until I've put away the laundry because it involves onions, there were no prechopped ones at the store, which means not only onion hands, but a likelihood of tearing blindness. It's really bad that I like onion so much, but I really don't tolerate chopping them.

WHY do I always end up timing laundry so I end up missing 5 minutes of TAL? I deliberately tried not to but apparently, my math sucks.

I didn't know the flickr thing either. That could be dangerous.

The last load of laundry I could do before I ran out of quarters is in the dryer. Almost all of the clean clothes are still on my bed, but arranged so that I can still take a nap before I put them away. (not that I would do that, of course). I got my federal taxes done, and had started on the state taxes before Perkins decided to sit on my paperwork, thus mandating that it was lunch break time.

My doing taxes involved fending off both cats. MK wants to sit in front of me (on the papers) for attention, Devi wanted to attack the writing implements.