Anne, I'm sending good thoughts for your mom. I hope this time with you is healing for her.
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
"oh the art project is due Friday"
Kids, man. Friday probably seems like it's SO FAR AWAY it may as well be Thanksgiving, whereas grown ass humans with a firm grasp on the concept of time know this means you have a little bit of time Wednesday night and Thursday night to get that shit done and you probably already had plans.
I'm in panic mode over everything I have due on Friday - and I'm taking both Thursday and Friday off to get everything ready. I even worked on auction stuff while watching Supernatural and that is usually my "devote all attention to the tv" time.
I use a cheap Target crockpot and a separate household timer to cook my steel-cut oatmeal overnight. I still haven't used it for anything else, but it's pretty good on the oatmeal.
Good luck, Anne and Anne's mom. I hope things turn out okay.
Me, I took my niece out for dinner at the new tiki bar (pupu platter and fancy rum drinks with edible orchids!), and now I'm crashed in my pajamas, watching last night's Sleepy Hollow.
I got the garbage out before the trucks came. Take that, The Man!
My roommate, in a not-unusual-for-her-haze, had put out the garbage and recycling cans... which were empty.
(They have lids, and they are heavy, even when empty -- but geez, how hard is it to actually, you know, check to see?)
(Recently, she helpfully gathered up a bunch of mail I'd left on the coffee table... and put it all into a brown paper bag, and put the bag right where we leave the recycling to be put out. This, I am sure, was not passive-aggressive, given the genuine surprise she had when I pointed out what a bad idea that was.)
I got up at three to see the lunar eclipse enter totality, and that was a good call because it was a beautiful clear night, chilly enough for my fleece robe but not so cold that standing around barefoot was a problem, and the moon and stars were lovely. I went back to bed but not really to sleep and now I am made of gronk and the moon seems weirdly bright.
grown ass humans with a firm grasp on the concept of time
How do I become one of these fabled creatures? Or, where can I get me one?
signed, woman who sets a weekly alarm to remind her tomorrow's trash day
I used to have a note on my door, but now the neighbors' barrels remind me.
I have a recurring task the night before trash day.
The moon was GIGANTIC on my way into work. Beautiful. Was not quite able to see the moon setting and the sun rising at the same time, too many trees and buildings on the horizon. And now I have coffee, so the day is seeming more manageable.