I think Emily wins. All I did was come home.
Natter 52: Playing with a full deck?
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Most of that was just coming home! Okay, bookstore and ice cream (how many times have I walked past that place since moving here, and this was the first time I've consciously thought, "Hey, that's the cool Indian ice cream place with the cardamom and ginger and rose and sesame ice cream JZ took us to during the F2F"?), fair cop, but the Dr. Who and clothes were waiting for me. It's just a consumatastic day!
I've got shoes that fit ranging in size from 5 to 6 1/2. Plus some kids sizes 3 to 4, which is approximately the same range -- a 3 in kids is a 4 1/2 or 5 in womens.
The woman kind of looked at me like I was crazy, and pointed out that different brands size differently, which I get in theory, but I've really never bought a different size over the past, probably 20 years. Which is also kind of crazy to think about, but that's a different kind of crazy.
I had a very Buffistastic afternoon. Went wandering around to some stores. Saw juliana's new chair at Cost Plus. Bought bras for Jilli. Photographed Allyson's book on the new release table at B&N. Turned Amy Liz's face out. Sat at a cafe and had a beer and read Oxford American. All in all a very nice Saturday.
Posting from our hotel room in Evanston. Family reunion is going swimmingly--we've seen a Cubs game (and I got an awesome Wrigley Field hoodie!) had a huge family dinner, 32 of us took a day-long bus tour of Chicago, with lunch out by the observatory looking out at Lake Michigan, and now we are going to a barbeque, followed by J and I taking the neicephews (ranging in age from 11-17) to see Transformers. My mom bought me the HP book, but I am not starting it until I get to the airport tomorrow morning--and then I hope to read straight through without stopping.
Congrats to Dr. bob bob.
SARA FALL DOWN GO BOOM.
So today, I am a literal walking disaster. Went down to Ellicott City early this afternoon. While wandering around a couple hours before my haircut appt, stepped on some uneven pavement while reading a sign and went down. Bruised one knee, skinned the other. Visited Bob the Cat at the antique store, the spice shop, several toy stores and my favorite 2 room gallery. They've always got something interesting. Today they had these...line drawings, sorta? Featuring a dinosaur and a robot. They were weird but neat.
And then? Wearing new shoes. Cute, comfy new shoes. They're black canvas wedge slip-ons, with sneakerish white rubber toecap and a bow. But canvas new shoes. Which always are cruel to my small toes brand new. So, blisters. Well, blister and tender spot (I suspect the fall actually started the blister.)
I cleaned up at the salon, we compared bruises. But I still had more walking to do. Ran errands at a nearby Target, bought bandaids, wrapped up my toes. Oh LOOK! A B&N next door. Had to check. Face out, 5 copies of WtVPPLtL, top shelf, New Humor section. Pointed it out to some unsuspecting stranger in the aisle.
Hit the grocery store, stood in line forfreakingever because they had one lane open and it had issues. Ahrg.
Home now. Flipflops on. Knee, ouchy. I need to neosporin it. Need to wash hair (for the third time today) cause the aveda is giving me a headache.
I still have to get my apartment respectable and clean and not so freaking cluttered. And laundry. Lots of laundry.
Ouch.
Congrats to Dr. Bob Bob!!
Yay for Emmett Smay, the famous baseball player!
Sorry about the ouchy, sarameg. Glad to hear I'm not the only one who can't stand the smell of aveda.
Ouch, sara. I just insended to you at the .net. Should I be using gmail?
The .net works fine. (It just won't let me easily send mail from my mailtool, which is lame. Hence the gmail account.)
I like the smell of aveda for short periods of time. But after a while, it starts being intrusive and I get a smell headache. It's what my salon uses and I can put up with it for that long (I usually wash my hair later anyway for the stray bits.)