Timelies all!
Congrats on the lovely dog, 'Suela!
Well, I was mostly succesfull in my clothing quest. Found a lovely purple suit at Macy's. Granted it was the only suit in the section that worked for me, but it fit and looks good.(yay for vanity sizing, which is the only way something that size would fit me and even have a little room at the waist.)
Jeans were a bit more problematic. The Gap apparently hasn't heard that "high-waist" pants are back, as all their styles were mid or low-rise. Low-rise doesn't work for everyone. Ended up with two pairs of Levis. Ok, it was two copies of the same jeans, but it was the only style that worked reasonably well for me.
Oh Suela, you know what a sucker I am for Shepherds. She's just beautiful! I love Magda for a name, too.
Ah joy, my crazy downstairs neighbor muttered "jackass" far too loudly under his breath after I greeted him in passing. Or maybe he was addressing the door lock that he seems to be obsessively opening and closing. Yet again.
I sometimes mutter "jackass" or other insulting cursewords under my breath, and only rarely am I referring to another person. Especially another person nearby.
Jesse is a crazy neighbour...pass it on.
I have carrot soup! It could be creamier, but at least this time I had a food processor. Now I shall eat a giant bowl of orange stuff and fire up the US Open on my TiVo.
ita, one of my neighbors said you out-alpha maled everyone at the party, that sitting still, you're like a superhero waiting for the bat phone to ring.
So I told him about the time you swooped in and saved a little boy from being run over by a truck at Urth Cafe.
I actually think muttering under one's breath is pretty common in NYC, even among the non-crazy. Or less-crazy.
