Well, we have lawn bags and have called the lawn guy, but since it's 2, and we have to be at the theatre at 4ish for the 4:30 (AVENGERS!!!!) (and shower beforehand and pick up wine for le soiree afterward) we will be getting up in the cool of the morning tomorrow to de-stick and trashify the back yard.
I hate having a huge sycamore tree in the backyard. My grandma always called them trashy trees (she had one) and she's so right. They shed like a St. Bernard in Texas.
Much love to you and mac, msbelle.
Why I love Twitter...This AM on the way home from the farmer's market I saw a guy dressed as Batman walking with his wife and pushing a baby stroller. I tweeted about it, and someone responded...that was me and my family! Love.
Also, internet worlds keep colliding: the was a Supernatural gifset on my tumblr that had a guy I went to theatre school with in it. One of the Buffistas reblogged a poem that someone I used to hang out with on the AHWOSG thread wrote; and another guy from that thread was chatting with former Buffista Emily N on Twitter the other day. It's a small virtual world!
I went looking for cheap bright curtains to make the dining room less monochromatic. The curtains in the stores are uniformly hideous. OTOH, there were some cute shower curtains. Would that be too ridiculous? Maybe I'll check out Jo-ann Fabrics first.
Did you guys know that Eddie Izzard is playing Long John Silver in a SyFy adaptation of Treasure Island? (4 hours that airs tonight.)
It's a small virtual world!
This is the one place I can go online without seeing an ad for a show I worked on.
msbelle, I do so hope that you can find mac some useful treatment, so he can develop tools for managing his emotions. ::sends you support through the intertubes::
Did you guys know that Eddie Izzard is playing Long John Silver in a SyFy adaptation of Treasure Island? (4 hours that airs tonight.)
Wow, that'll be something to see. I may have to crack open a bottle of wine for that.
As for me, I spent the morning with my mother, and was in a foul mood for most of it. She's always been a master of denial, but today she was particularly adept at blaming my father and her doctors for all her problems: none of her ailments are in any way related to her life-long refusal to get therapy, eat healthy, or do any exercise. And she still insists that she cooks, cleans, and shops for the household, even though she can't walk from the couch to the dining room without leaning on something.
I get so angry at her, even though there's no use to it and she's past the point of learning or changing in any way. I got out of there early and went to the gym, which didn't help, because I haven't climbed lately and I got tired too soon. Grr, argh.
I should do some projects around the house, but I think I will watch Korra and take a nap instead.
Oh msbelle, sending so much love to you and mac. I'm not surprised he's in denial, as Tom points out it can be hard enough for adults to see their way out of their issues, how much harder it must be for someone who is still trying to find the tools to get there.
Nice piece on Union Rags' owner Phyllis Wyeth on NBC now.