Oh, now I want nachos for dinner. We have tortilla chips, guac, salsa, sour cream, shredded cheese, olives, pulled pork for my serving -- I think this can happen!
'Selfless'
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
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.
Last night I was googling the nachos of my college era. Nostalgia and all. But I don't remember enough about them (re: old) to even try recreating them. I need a time machine.
In short: Procrastination is your friend.
We rode on the ski lift to check out the glorious colors from the mountain top. Super beautiful.
That unplanned half hour of walking the narrow, rocky beach, watching birds, and just being in the beauty of the world was one of the best moments I've had in a long, long time.
Oh, now I want nachos for dinner. We have tortilla chips, guac, salsa, sour cream, shredded cheese, olives, pulled pork for my serving -- I think this can happen!
Everyone is making excellent choices and I am here for it!
Go Tep! Nachos FTW
Nachos will validate a lot of your life choices.
I did shit today!
Got my stitches out. Unfortunately the chest scar looks kind of gnaly with a keloid. Boo. I expect I'll get laser-ized in future for that.
More importantly, I got FOUR things in the mail! Important documents that had to be signed! I signed them! I sent them Certified Mail WITH paper receipt! So many handwritten addresses. So tedious.
Two other things went out Priority Mail. Also making pathetic noises to financial services assistant, Angie, lead to her expediting the Sept and Oct trust payments which were held up by JZ's passing.
I put some extra money in Matilda's account and told her to take the teenagers to Target to get them some sneakers. Their grandmother kicked them out of the house without shoes. The baseball coach (Matilda's coach) bought them some slides, but they really need actual shoes.
Also, I'm going to leverage the proximity to my friend, Jes the Artist, and we're meeting at a French/Italian bistro mid point between our already walkable homes, to get an Aperol Sprtiz and a salad or something.
It's hot as balls here in SF's traditional Indian Summer. 91! Caramba. We're not built for this. Yay, proximity!
Timelies all!
Yay for getting shit done, David!
Got my flu shot today. Arm’s a bit sore, but so far that’s it.
Yay for a productive day, David! And I LOVE that you and Matilda took in the teens. That's so wonderful. You are right, JZ would love it.
Loving all the fall imagery, Laura. I do miss that season. It was 98 today. Not. On.
Otherwise, I'm just here to be depressed about money. Don't want to get into the details, but things are hairy right now, and I'm feeling really down about it. Anyway, carry on.
gentle fistbump of solidarity with Pix
Yeah. Money is not a fun thing right now.
Ugh, that sucks Pix and ND. Hope it clears up soon.
I had a weird thing happen today at the gym. Not sure if I had an asthma attack or a panic moment or wtf happened. Like, I didn’t feel like I wasn’t getting oxygen or wasn’t able to breathe, but for a few minutes (after some running) I was basically gasping as I inhaled? And I think that freaked me out and made it worse? Not fun, did not enjoy, want to prevent in future (but without saying “therefore I will now not leave my couch” because I really do need to get in shape)
Also it has been gorgeous fall weather here the past few days and that has been so so nice.