I was feeling uninspired about dinner, but man, I'm glad I made this. Spicy tilapia over spiced-up couscous, steamed green beans, topped with tomatillo salsa.

I swear, I thought my bra shopping rage would be solved when I had the reduction done but I still have the major issues buying bras. Different issues but still issues. I wish bras were simpler.

We're home from Santa Fe and I'm eating dried mango from Trader Joe's. Life is good. Minus the part where my car is dead as dead can be. I see a rental car in my near future.

Hey Suzi, I left you vm. Can I get in on that mani/pedi action tomorrow, too? Also, I have a favor to ask of you... If you want a hint as to what the favor is, re-read the last sentence of the previous paragraph.

I can find bras that LOOK like they fit, and maybe they do, but by the end of the day I feel like they are crushing my chest and stabbing me with underwires. This may be because I never wore bras until I hit my mid-40s. I still don't wear them on the weekends. I hates them, I do, and if I could get away with not wearing them in the office, I would.

Dinner tonight was closer to cooking than I have come in a while-a simmer sauce from TJs that I doctored, and added spinach to.

It's not awesome, but it will do.

Congratulations, Calli!

Flea, heeee!

Lee, what china glaze colors did you score?

Sorry about the car, Nicole.

Thyme smells pretty wonderful underfoot, too. And I tire eventually of mint. Pineapple sage is wonderful, as is lemon thyme. I miss my herbs. Next year.

I have finished spackling, and I found the tiny jar of "touch up paint" as it was labeled. It was pretty dried up, but I slapped some on the wall over the spackle, and it was good enough. And then I put up the neato earring holder thing (using my cordless drill!), and finally put up all my earrings and bracelets (I have too many, but also not enough!) and necklaces. Found some I'd forgotten. Found some I desperately wish I hadn't lost one of the pair. Sigh. Found a few that need fixing. Randomly knew where the silver polishing cloth for my flute was (...that is, knew where the bag with my flute and piccolo was, one of the few bags I knew where it is) and have just polished a silver bracelet which was all tarnished.

Tomorrow I tackle the clothes and shoes, I think. Much more scary, since I have a lot more of them than the earrings. And I really should get rid of some of them.

Does this mean you're going to allow me in there some day?

Um, maybe?

no muffins, but I did some cleaning and showered myself. that makes the day go away.

The medicine dump ended up being 9 packages, all expired. Everything went in the trash and containers went to recycling, except for the liquid, those I poured over cat litter before dumping. My medicine cabinet is not nearly as cramped.

I feel bad for all you bra tortured people, that is just the pits. Pants are a bit of a nightmare for me, but I wear lots of skirts and dresses. Bras are not so avoidable. ((hugs my Warner's Fridays bras))

I am really still frustrated over the bra thing. Just pissed now (literally,) so not crying worthy, just...man. Bra lady said "What will you do?" and I replied "Deal, just like always. Wear annoying crappy cheap bras that at least look ok 50% of the time." She looked like she would cry. Yeah, you and me both. Better that than hate the $$ bra that I hate the shape of but technically fits, just looks like ass.

Feh.

Lee, what china glaze colors did you score?

Joy, Sexy in the city, and evening seduction.