Dangit, huge forest fire in southern WA blowing huge amounts of smoke and ash into Portland. The whole city smells like burning (which is super fun for work) but I *just* realized (after hours of calls) that I left all my windows open and fans on because it was hot yesterday. And I varnished a half dozen pysanky before leaving home...i'm pretty sure that varnish should have cured before the wind switched the ash into my yard.
eta: and before I sound like a totally heartless bitch for being woried about my crafts, reports are that while almost 2 acres of wildfire are burning, no homes are threatened and no1 has been injured. And the people of Portland are justifiably freaked out about the smell, and thus inundating us with pointless 911 calls that is preventing me from reading my book, and that makes me cranky.
We try to have some out so I can eat it if I'm alone(obviously not scoring at home...) but I like cold fruit when I can get it.
Portland, you must chill.
yay! no ash in my varnish, only in my bedroom. That can be fixed.
Yikes, Erin, but glad your pysanky (my spell-checker suggests I mean swanky, which is probably also true!) are okay.
I regret to inform you all that humanity has lost the mandate of Heaven, and from now on, God has instead chosen to bestow his favour upon the mantis people.
Oh well, we had a good run.
peaches get pitted and sectioned, skin on, and each fruit gets frozen on flat trays, then bagged and kept frozen for smoothies
Ooh, this is a good idea.
Ack. I just got into a political fight with a relative on facebook. I suppose it was only a matter of time.
See, that doesn't happen when all your relatives are Canadian!
The closest I get is telling my mother, like my other siblings have, that YES, she is spamming us with too many pro-Obama reblogs, and stop preaching to the choir, 'cause she's cluttering up our feed.
(Meanwhile, her NDP peeps in her motherland are encouraging her.)
Sometimes, I feel very lucky that I wasn't raised by Americans.
Heh. I was shocked this week when my father, who never posts and rarely comments on FB (even though he checks it pretty regularly) "liked" my link to the "5 reasons Romney/Ryan should not be elected" (or whatever) article I linked. He barely talks politics in meatspace.
many of my relatives are on the other side. But they don't usually engage me directly on ANYTHING, much less that. If we don't talk, I don't know why they friended.
Maybe the disappointment is mutual.
I may just have to stay off facebook for a while. I've been an emotional wreck this week. Actually, I should probably just avoid interacting with people altogether for a few days.
If I do decide to find and choke the guy that went on Warren's page to call her a "bimbo"(although maybe I should feel sorry as he does not know what words mean), I can say I was with y'all, right?
