Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess
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.
A person I have never met (have talked on phone and texted) is bringing her foster dog to me tomorrow. She is moving and cannot keep her. No idea if the two fosters will get along (initially they will not because my foster does not initially get on with anyone), but she had a hard deadline that she had to find a home and they reached out to me.
Anyway - she is driving 5 hours to get me the dog and so I am having her stay the night - already saying we will get some take out food and have dinner in the living room together monitoring doggie intros.
All good - I think it is a solid plan. My house needs cleaning. I've started on my bathroom and I have washed half the dishes and swept the kitchen floor. I will ask mac to help out by vacuuming the hall and bedroom, but it's mac so who knows. I need to finish dishes, vacuum area rug, mop kitchen, sweep and mop bathroom, and get the covers back on furniture. Doable, but will it get done????
stay tuned.
Come live with me freezing Buffistas!
We just went out to eat at an outdoor restaurant bundled like typical Floridians. He in jacket and shorts and me in long sleeve shirt, jacket, and sandals. We knew it would be easy to get a table because of the record cold tonight. It was 62. It should be back to normal tomorrow. It was funny because you could tell the tourists from the locals by the scantily clad vs bundled patrons.
and posting about it solves the problem. The foster that was coming here hurt herself today and had to get stitches, so she is postponing the transfer a couple of weeks and she is staying with her parents. (I am greedily hoping that the parents realize that they can manage having this foster dog with them and the transfer will be called off).
Bottom line, I do not have to get everything cleaned. Still gonna vacuum though,
Phew, msbelle!
I am feeling very virtuous because after work, I went to yoga and then church.
Wow, Jesse! Impressive virtue.
I just got to experience that great joy when you are counting calories when you have worked out the calories for a dish, but then actually use less than you planned. Oh yeah I saved the calories of 1/8 of a cup of pasta sauce!!!!
Oh the joys of measuring every. single. thing.
Woo msbelle! Sorry about the lady getting hurt, but yay for the reprieve.
That is quite virtuous, Jesse.
My moment of virtue today was not having wine when out to dinner. I've been giving up the things on my nutritionist's hate list one at a time. I gave up coffee a couple weeks ago. Now I have given up wine. Next is cheese so I am weaning there a bit. It won't be forever, just until I get my metabolism right.
Oof, Laura, that sounds like a brutal list!
Yikes! Of course, I had dinner with friends tonight and one is gluten free and one can't have cheese, so we got one vegan pizza and one gluten free pizza. It was a little ridic (and pricey!) But I don't want to give up things I like even if they're not good for me! Like ice cream.
I bought a heating pad this weekend and I am loving it so so much. I can't beliebe I didn't have one before this.
But I hope the hyperbolic advisors at least gave you some decent tips. (I've taken a dried out lipstick and mixed it in a little pot [that formerly held some other beauty product sample] with clear lip gloss [the kind that comes in a squeeze tube]. Had to use a lip brush to apply, but saved a gorgeous color!)
I am currently looking for the laziest way possible to do this (reddit suggested coconut oil), because "just buying a new similar shade" is good enough for me, especially if the melting and mixing will require buying more products that I don't have (lip gloss, for example) and the chances of ruining a pot when trying to revive the lipstick.
ION, I'm replacing the battery of my smartphone for the second time in 6 months and my phone isn't with me and I feel the withdrawal. Time to buy a new one, or return to my old dumbphone. Considering how much I am bloody hooked to that ever-self-affirming screen and Twitter, returning to dumbphone does not sound like a bad idea to my grasp of reality and self at this point.