Tomorrow: Mammogram!
Sunday: Church, grandparental doting for Matilda.
Amongst the above there will likely be the doing and folding of laundry, mainlining
Wire
S1, and possibly martinis if either Hec or I can remember to get some decent sized olives. Also possibly noodling around with some writing, or at least prep for gearing up for considering starting some writing.
Perkins's weekend sounds much more made of win, though.
Tonight: Cook. Prep house.
(eta: oops! Playlists!!)
Tomorrow: Cook more. PARTY.
Only 1.5 chapters to go! That's awesome, Jilli.
I just need to make myself sit down and finish them. I'm a little freaked out by the prospect.
I wish I was a Seattlista so you could hold my hand while I figure out the sewing machine.
If you were a Seattleista, you could just be part of the bartering circle. I'm getting dinner made for me on Sunday night in return for doing some clothing alterations.
If you were a Seattleista, you could just be part of the bartering circle. I'm getting dinner made for me on Sunday night in return for doing some clothing alterations.
so, maybe a nice lamb shank with grilled polenta? I have some pants that need to be taken up.
so, maybe a nice lamb shank with grilled polenta? I have some pants that need to be taken up.
That works for me! Will alter clothing for food.
So gang, should I go to the trouble of cooking baked trout tonight, or just make a turkey sandwich?
Perkins' weekend definitely sounds preferable to mine. Cass *and* Sparky! So not fair.
Also possibly noodling around with some writing, or at least prep for gearing up for considering starting some writing.
Awesome!
If you were a Seattleista, you could just be part of the bartering circle. I'm getting dinner made for me on Sunday night in return for doing some clothing alterations.
Don't think I haven't considered sending you cash *and* the pillow covers. I'm so pathetic. I want to do it myself, but machinery intimidates me. Where the hell is Laura Ingalls when I need her?
Where the hell is Laura Ingalls when I need her?
Getting whooping cough or some other imaginary disease?