The BART train I am on is stalled in Daly City and the guy in the seat next to me smells.
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
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.
We are dressed in swimsuits, waiting for mr. flea to finish mowing the lawn, and I hope to god it doesn't thunder (it's only 20% odd on the forecast but the sky is worrying me) or we'll have extremely disappointed children.
I hope the storm passes quickly, sarameg, and holds off until evening for you, flea. Summer thunderstorms tend to hit around 5-6 in my area. Which will make post-work swims hit-or-miss but makes them easy to plan around on weekends.
I remember one summer where we had thunderstorms at 5:15, every other day. You could practically set your watch by them.
We have clouds threatening the airshow down the road. But the planes are still flying overhead. We watched some of the show from our deck.
It's gray and rainy and chilly here and apparently S. and I are going to snap at each other all day.
I need to do laundry. I am wearing s SHEET.
I am just now watching the tivo`d spelling bee and the announcers need to shut it! They keep talking over important information I need to spell the word! Harumph.
I have shopped, groceries and clthes/shoes for me.
I had pastries for lunch. Maybe not the best idea, but I kinda don't care.
I have to be back in the house in the next hour and I do not wanna. I do not want to face him still be obstinate and I don't want hugs and apologies and then him needing attention and reassurance from me.
I've turned half a cabbage, a hand-full of baby heirloom carrots, and a small onion into the beginnings of coleslaw. They're currently being pressed in a colander, losing a bit of moisture, so the dressing doesn't get too watery. Slaw plus whatever protein I can find in the fridge seem like a good meal for a 90F day.