Okay with new info from Sue's bad date, and flea's sound advice I have an Action Plan.
Actually, if I'm blowing my nose in the bathroom it probably is with TP anyway.
Thanks, Sue! Your bad date was not in vain!
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Okay with new info from Sue's bad date, and flea's sound advice I have an Action Plan.
Actually, if I'm blowing my nose in the bathroom it probably is with TP anyway.
Thanks, Sue! Your bad date was not in vain!
Thanks for the clarification, Flea. I was concerned for a moment (not really). Ok. Even if the meeting ends in disaster, at least there will be good sushi involved.
And that is why there wasn't a second date. (Also, I met him in a park years later with his husband.)
Heh.
Actually, maybe this is TMI, but I often blow my nose in the shower, right into my hands then let it run down the drain. No paper at all!
Oh composting talk. I want to get a bin for our yard. I was looking at this one: [link]
Sue, that's exactly what my allergist told me to do when I was a teenager, and it really does wonders for clearing out the sinuses every morning.
Oh composting talk. I want to get a bin for our yard. I was looking at this one: [link]
If I were buying one right now, I'd get a rotating one. The one we have is from the Dark Ages and is a huge solid rectangle (as big around as a phone booth but half as tall) and The Boy has to turn the compost with a shovel/pitchfork/whatever. And it's a big stinky pain. A rotating one would be so much nicer.
I do that in the shower. I mean, you're in the shower! Clean out everything.
ita put on her big girl project manager knickers today. Sheesh. I have to say, again, I'm continually impressed with how good people here are at their jobs, and how nice they are. Things went smoothly, even with the airing of risks and issues at the last minute. Everyone's very polite about panic and blame.
(as big around as a phone booth but half as tall)
I now have the awesome vision of a compost TARDIS. The shape of a phone booth but it does the spinning for you. And given the time travel thing, no need to wait for things to decompose. I could make pasquillions, I tell you!, if only it weren't for these pesky space-time limitations.