I'm relaxing after my sister's visit and getting my apartment ready for my sister's visit. (The last part was far more taxing than the former.) She came in on Friday and left today, but we made the most of Saturday. I took Sis on a tour of the campus where I work, we got pedicures, we went on a county-wise art studio tour, we ate tapas, caught an improv show at a local arts center, and then grabbed a late dessert. Today, I lounge! OK, I also do laundry. But mostly I lounge.
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
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.
Damnit. I couldn't budge the cutoff valve, so I guess I'm not draining the expansion tank myself.
Timelies all!
Back from Philcon. Unfortunately, Gary had to turn around and leave for a business trip. This is the third one in four weeks. Meanwhile, Mr. S is alternately being upset that daddy is gone, and being his usual rambunctious self. Sigh...
I went to Goodwill and bought three long-sleeved black t-shirts, which I'm pretty excited about.
I went and saw Murder on the Orient Express with my mom. It was okay. Glad to have seen it in a matinee at a theater with fancy recliners.
Another afternoon napped away. Stupid cold.
Stupid cold.
I spent last evening hunched over my stove, inhaling steam. It worked; I slept better last night than I did the previous three taking NyQuil.
I went to see Thor: Ragnarok with Lee this afternoon. On the way home, I saw a guy wearing a luchador mask who appeared to be imploring God to come down from the sky.
On the way home, I saw a guy wearing a luchador mask who appeared to be imploring God to come down from the sky.
How'd that work out for him?