Timelies all!
Posting from one of the buildings at the retreat center.
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Timelies all!
Posting from one of the buildings at the retreat center.
OMG, I feel like shit. Just a cold, but man. I slept 11 hours last night, and don't think I can go see my father today. I'd better feel better tomorrow for the Alzheimer's Walk!
There's the Fluff Festival this afternoon in Union Square -- Marshmallow Fluff was invented in Somerville, which is as good a justification as any, I suppose. Tomorrow is the Alzheimer's charity walk, so I can rightfully say my weekend is full.
We're having my hometown's annual BBQ fest on my street today, and the cats are freaking out over the soundchecks. Which makes me wonder how they reacted to the 100 decidel wall of static that greeted me when I walked out the front door this morning - it sounded like an airplane was taking off down Main Street.
Oh man -- I wanted to go the Fluff Festival, too!
I have nothing on my dance card this weekend. A bunch of stuff I should do around the house, as always, but no plans as such.
I'm taking Dad to lunch and getting my eyes checked (time for a new prescription, I think), and then if I have time, I'm going to a free home festival in Richmond.
On the down side, I've learned that my electrical system is kind of fucked and not up to code, and probably I'll have to spend thousands of dollars getting the house rewired. Which really doesn't bode well for my fantasy of an awesome new kitchen. SIGH.
The University of Illinois has posted a comprehensive list of stains and how to remove them
I don't know what it says about me that I am geeking out over this.
I'm having my car looked at, the starting is being odd. Such brave new world that I can make car appointments from bed. And there's a thing at the grocery store where I can drop off old drugs. I can finally get rid of that briefcase of Hubby's stash.
So, in a series of improbable and stupid events last night, my father managed to run him self over with his pick-up last night.
His truck broke down so they were pushing it, it started to roll, do he dove for the wheel, fell, hit his head, and the tire went over his leg and foot.
According to him (and to the paramedics who drive him home!) he's fine, just bruised and scraped.
All of which came out during a conversation an hour ago about why he renewed his AAA last night.
Jesus effing Christ I can't even.