I pronounce it woostersheer.
Today I walked the dog 3 miles, made bread, and pruned my fruit trees. That's enough, right? Except I have to go to the grocery store and do other errands.
Well done, JZ and David, on helping your neighbor. I heard a horrible story last week about a friend's mother, who had a stroke and lay on the kitchen floor for five days before anyone found her. So awful, and it really makes me grateful that Dad is in a supportive place where they check on him frequently.
wush-tuh-sure
woostersheer
I knew you people would know which letters to skip!
Woostuhsher or woostersher. I think. Sometimes woostershustershoostershire.
I think the soup making is going to happen tomorrow. Kind of headachy.
I am doing laundry now and watching new-to-me Criminal Minds, so that's something.
I came in to work today after several days vacation, and I found a crocheted afghan on my chair. At first I went "Ah, that's sweet, they've seen me crocheting and knitting and made me an afghan." But there's no note, and nothing in my email. And it's not a new afghan, it's kind of fuzzy, and there's lint and hair on it. I don't know if someone found it somewhere and assumed it was mine because of said crocheting, but I don't want someone's old afghan.
I'll keep it through tomorrow, to see if anyone says anything, but then it disappears.
I bought an ironing board and iron. That's almost like doing laundry, right?
I am filled with the spirit of doing nothing.
I am filled with the spirit of doing nothing.
Preach!
I could maybe clear off my ironing board in solidarity with your purchasing efforts.
I have achieved groceries and an Elsa tutu dress. Tomorrow I shall attempt a Disney Store to see if they have any Elsa dresses that will fit Niece 1, because Target and Toys R Us were a wash.
Quarter after 4 PM. The shadows are creeping across the valley.
I own an ironing board and iron. It's probably close to a decade since I used them.