we lost power for 6 hours this afternoon. mac was asleep when it went off so he didn't care. He damn sure did when he woke up, but not enough to take me up on an offer to go out for dinner. I told him I would not go unless he showered - an hour later he showered, but then he still was trying to negotiate with me to just order pizza. I had no interest in eating hot pizza in a house that was 85 degrees PLUS I had enough cold (rice and bean salad, lara bars, apples, bananas, avocados, green salad, cereal) and or ready to eat food that I was happy not to go out. he refused. would rather have no food. all he has eaten all day is a egg croissant sandwich and a donut. so stubborn, my taurus.
'Trash'
Natter 74: Ready or Not
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.
I really wonder what my mom would've written had she had a posting board during my brothers high school year. So fraught.
Sue!
I totally overslept this morning. Woke up at 9, when I was supposed to meet to go to market at 8:30. I think the heat and everything just caught up with me. I know I've not been sleeping well.
Contacted a housecleaning service for post construction scrub down, and now I'm all overwhelmed by the questions and feeling preemptively embarrassed by the clutter that has built up. But a monthly service that comes in to dust and do windows might help me stop with the piles.... I did finally got through my current coffee table pile and finally put away my tax docs.
Little by little, I need to empty my front room over the next week. And buy paint.
I got up and rode this morning but then felt bleh for the rest of the day. Ended up taking a long nap at my friend's place while Bob helped her put some furniture together. So stayed in tonight and watched a movie and had frozen pizza. Which was kind of awesome. Now I think I'm going to see if I can talk Bob into taking me to get ice cream, though.
so, 2 hours ago, the people I am dogsitting for texted and said they just landed and would be here soon. am falling asleep.
My dad called me yesterday to ask how to spell a word,
What was the word?!?!
"Congratulations." (Spelling is not his strong suit.)
But a monthly service that comes in to dust and do windows might help me stop with the piles....
Strongly recommend. Knowing that my cleaning person is coming gets us into frantic prep mode, which is half the battle.
Congratulations
My co-workers once made a big banner for our boss saying "Congraduations". I never noticed. Boss was the office spell checker dude and just could not believe it. None of the rest of us noticed the error. We never heard the end of it. I am grateful every day for the red squiggly line.
eta: This was before computer in the office. He taught us the trick of reading things backwards to catch spelling errors, but that method assumed we knew how to spell.
OK, plan for the day. Finish my coffee. Get dressed. Morning yoga and tai chi. Mow lawn. Whatever else the front yard requires in its transitional state. However much of the backyard I have time for before noon. Lunch, shower, head over to SF for this ghostly cow reading I heard about. Grocery shopping, home, Game of Thrones.
I can totally do this.
You can totally do it!
"Congradulations" still works on a graduation card, I think.
Like a pun. Sort of.
"Congradulations" still works on a graduation card, I think.
When my dad started spelling it out to me, everything went off the rails after the "G". He was surprised there was an "R" after the "G" and even more surprised that it was an "A" (instead of an "E" after the "R").
I am filled with shame that I'm deeply embarrassed that my dad has difficulty with spelling (and pronouncing some words -- he ended up in the hospital bleeding from his stomach because he pronounced a drug wrong when he told the doctor what he was allergic to, and so the doctor gave him the drug he was allergic to, since the doctor thought Dad said a different drug. [Dad is allergic to Bactrim; he told the doctor he was allergic to "Bextrim," which is not a drug at all, though there is a drug called "Bextra." Best guess is that the doctor thought dad meant Bextra, so he gave Dad Bactrim.]).