You know, I have no idea how people with other people in their intimate lives do it. Ok, so an extra person to clean and cook and do laundry, but with everything I have to do/social life to have, I just...and the thing is, not long ago, I had time to spare. I just have more I want/need to do now. I still haven't planted flowers. I have to murder to postage stamp. I have to sweep the porch (I'd do it now except I need to replace the porch fixture) and front walk. I'm not gonna be able to walk this weekend if it rains sunday. I still need to find a dress, desperately need new shoes (and for the dress, ) bra fitting....still have to get bids on doors.
Don't get me wrong, I am loving this life now. But holy cow.
The county closed all the schools at 12:30 today. By 2pm (before school would have let out) the sun was out and the roads were slushy. By 4pm, when we headed to karate, the roads were just wet and most of the accumulated snow was gone.
I hope we don't get more overnight. I was to drive into Denver for a bead show.
This History Channel program about the Appalachians that I'm watching just said that the existence of snake-handling churches is evidence of the religious tolerance in the mountains. Because most people aren't snake-handlers, but respect the right of other people to do it if they want to. I think there needs to be tolerance of a few more religions before it can be called "religious tolerance" rather than "tolerance of Appalachian traditions."
The Mets just scored because the Braves didn't understand the Infield Fly Rule.
Random: tonight as I walked home from the pool, it was sunset. Not just sunset in the sky; sunset dogs. Every dog running loose in the field was a russet color. Mostly largish dogs- leaner and more longhaired than most labs, but I don't know what kind, some cockers and a wee little poodle who could outrun them all.
I like those dogs. I like that all their owners greeted me, that the dogs kept a polite distance until I gave the ok, that this is my community. I'm still so in the falling in love stage. One year sunday, I moved in.
I has a jealousy of sarameg! Doggies!
in other news, we now have had about 10 more emails about these fucking sunglasses. Now the costume person has been talked to by my boss, and the stage manager has had her add a specific check for that item to her post show checklist (although she is already checking each costume piece). She is a smart girl. I am pretty sure she would have started double checking anyway! Grrrrrrr.
Sarameg had a montage.
hah! It was like an ad for allergy meds or something.
Lotsa doggies in the neighborhood. One of the renters (landlords are my doggie biscuit making neighbors) have matching big and small dogs. One of them is a pug, the other a mastiff of sorts. Both have siamese cat coloration. Everyone does a double take seeing them. Then there is Amy, that landlord's flabrador. (fat+lab.) She's a total sweetheart. Barks ferociously, but as soon as they say "friend" you get her belly and exhuberant stropping. They do the dog cookie thing to raise money for an doggie immune disease research thing, as her predecessor died before she was 2 of it.
Sophia, I vote you buy the ugliest sunglasses ever and just say EAT IT.
