I think I'm going to poach Erin's costume of post-apocalyptic Velma, with Frankie as Scooby. Totally gonna craft a "zombie arm" dog toy.
DO EEEETT! It was a fun costume! I wish I'd known; I would have sent you my Velma machete with the eyeshadow.
I think I'm going to be generic dressed up person and wear my Detroit event outfit, then clean and ship borrowed gear back to kind lendy peeps that Monday, if that's ok with my Lender darlings.
I share my name with a Miss New Mexico, a pastor, and a research chemist on the East Coast. Not bad.
Happy birthday to so many people, Cash, ita's dad, Megan and Matt!!!! Streamers and confetti all around!
I will be the whirling dervish of garage sale prep today. As soon as I finish my 2nd cup of coffee. I slept a little late this AM, since I had less than 2 hours night before, AIFG!
ETA: Tip to smonster -- start looking for orange knee-high socks NOW. I tried finding them the day of the party and it was unpossible.
I'm sure billytea will be gratified that the naked mole rat may be the answer to life, the universe and everything [link]
Maintenance finally came to look at my dishwasher. Apparently when the other maintenance guy fixed my clogged sink a couple of weeks ago, something happened with the hose from the disposal, kicking icky stuff into the dishwasher. He reconfigured the hose and gave me a thing of CLR to clean out the dishwasher.
Yeah, orange knee socks are surprisingly hard to find in stores.
I would look on-line, really. Like, today. I ended up with red soccer socks. Those things are TIGHT. DAMN.
ETA: Tip to smonster -- start looking for orange knee-high socks NOW. I tried finding them the day of the party and it was unpossible.
No worries on the machete. I wish I hadn't gotten rid of my thrifted steampunk crossbow when I moved! Wonder if I can recreate.
Gonna check Target this weekend, and if not then Sock Dreams. Also I'm going to go thrifting and would love to find a turtleneck orange sweater that I could cut the sleeves off and distress.
I've reached the point of travel preparation where I'm trying to remember what I've forgotten to do and to think of things that haven't occurred to me yet, which is kind of a recursive procedure.
my Velma machete with the eyeshadow
Trust this bunch to come up with a machete that wears eyeshadow.
Skipping at the end of the holiday (happy Sukkot to all who celebrate it!) because, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is a double Buffista birthday, both Matt the Bruins fan's and Cashmere's.
Happy birthday, Matt! Happy birthday, Cash! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!
Three words: Lake effect snow.
Yeah, I have no idea about the college, but I lived very near there in climate terms (Ohio side, but just south of the lake (side note: to this day, I consider great lake sized lakes to qualify as lakes and everything smaller to be ponds)) and it was COLD! And snowy. Of course, I was a kid. I loved it very much. I played in the snow and made a show of shoveling until I got bored whereupon I went inside and was plied with hot cocoa which I drank in front of the fireplace. It was a pretty blissful childhood. I missed all the bits where my folks were digging out through yards of ice, or trying to drive in sludgy black meltoff for months after winter was "over."
