Just FYI, there is a Victorian Trading Co. outlet store in KC, and I would be happy to go in and take pics, or look for items people express an interest in.

Profile addy is good for lists of requests!

Bumped into my my not-ex-enough-neighbors as they were loading up another truckful of furniture. N asked if I was having any problems with the landlady, that she hadn't shut off my water or sewage or electricity. No, of course not, why would I? Oh, because I refused to vacate the apartment with the FD strongly urged I do so back when the tree fell on not-ex-enough-neighbors house.

WhyTF would the landlady give a crap about that? She wouldn't, plain and simple. The more important question is why he's so much of an asshole to even concoct such a ridiculous situation to query me about. Even if there was some situation, right now I'm her only rent, and she wouldn't jeopardize that.

Please, finish moving quickly and never bother me again. I'm starting to fear that even when they finishing moving completely, they'll find ways to torment me.

Just FYI, there is a Victorian Trading Co. outlet store in KC, and I would be happy to go in and take pics, or look for items people express an interest in.

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Look for an email from me shortly. There are a couple of things I am looking for.

Gotcha!! I'll get there sometime this week.

GISHWHES is over - so here is my take on sucking blood from a doughnut. I tried to channel Jilli as much as I could.

That's a great photo, Suzi!

Ha! That picture is awesome.

Five years I've lived here and I've never been to the local Farmer's Market before. My sis and I went this morning. It's lovely. Not too big, there are about five short rows of stalls. I bought raw milk cheese and olive oil soap and brown sugar body scrub, and promised the local honey I would be back for it. Then we sat on a stone wall and watched people walk by with their doggies while we ate homemade biscuits with country ham. It was a good morning. I also learned there's another Farmer's Market in a local park on Wednesday evenings. So that's good; I'll go there too.

Then I went back to my sister's house to help her move a couple pieces of furniture. We spent an hour talking about things she wants to do in the house. I was drenched sweating, and she was all, what's wrong with you? What's wrong, madwoman, is that it's hotter and probably more humid inside your house than outside! Turn on the A/C! It was almost 80 degrees in there. She likes it that way. I keep my house about 68 degrees. No wonder she's always climbing under a quilt when she comes to visit me!

My little brother was apparently delighted to receive his presents piecemeal in the mail: a new surprise every day. In the card I sent him he was informed that I would be borrowing all of it when he had finished with them. The gifts that keep giving! Given what a slow reader he is, I'm sure my mum will borrow them as well.

When I asked him about the one graphic novel I sent him, he said he'd just skimmed so far, but that there were boobs. Oh joy, I bought my little brother soft-core porn, that I will be borrowing later.

Maybe I should read it first...

Great pic, Suzi!

DH is taking the kids off my hands for a few hours. I should get some writing done.