Our neighborhood has some amazing old homes. The Historical Socieety does (or did) a walking tour of Northside, and I can't remember if we stopped at that house or not. I know we stopped at the library next door. (All outside; the tour didn't include going in the buildings.)

(Our house, however, is not one of the amazing old homes. It's a tiny 2-bedroom bungalow with not enough storage space and too much stuff. It would be a good stop on a tour of hoarders.)

Lovely house!

Timelies all!

Ugh. All the Easy Spirit stores in my general vicinity have closed. Nearest thing are outlet stores in Leesburg and in the Potomac Mills outlet mall, neither of which are convenient to me. I have ordered shoes on-line, and hope the pumps fit reasonably well. (If they do, I'll have dress shoes for a while as I don't wear them often.)

I'm leery of outlet stores since finding out that a lot of manufacturers produce items directly for the outlets and they're not as good as the regular stuff with their name on it.

ION, I finally have a DVD of Edwardian Farm coming to me! And since I got a $15 gift card for doing a survey, it was half price! But still can't find a Region 1 version of Victorian Farm.

As a former barista, Starbucks coffee is burnt swill. I can definitely handle the medium or light roasts, but everything else tastes over-roasted.

Can't figure out who my new neighbor is, there's so many people coming and going. I'm a bit fearful that it was the pretty blonde bombshell who got out of her minivan in her perfectly white sundress, put on a harvest themed apron, pulled on her neoprene kitchen gloves, pulled out all of her cleaning supplies, and waved jauntily at me. I felt like I was in Pleasantville.

So long as she isn't the lady with the dog. That will end in blood and tears. Hopefully the dogs and hers, not the cats and mine.

At least they're leaving my mail in the mailbox, instead of letting it fester on top of their fridge.

Oh, also, I was watching upcoming movie trailers on IMDB (will never do that again) and caught the trailer for Tusk. Disturbed me, had to look it up. Read the entire synopsis, had the worst fucking nightmare in years. Such body-horror, omg.

I was at the airport early and decided to get me some more of that oprah chai. Ordered, paid, waited for the several people in front of me to get my drink, and THEN the barista says "oh, actually we are out of that..." And seemed annoyed that I was annoyed--if they'd said it when I ordered, or even before I waited, I would've been fine, but I'm at an airport. You think I have time to wait for my drink an then also wait for a refund? Blah. The Starbucks at the airport I'm going to better have it, is all I'm saying!

Etiquette question: I had a job interview Friday before last, and sent thank you emails to both people. I met with one of them again this past Friday, as well as with two of her supervisees (for whom I do not have email addresses). Should I send another thank you email? The person I would be sending it to did not reply last time, if that makes a difference.

I really do not feel like cooking. Pot luck tomorrow, gotta be done.