Ted and I have been dented. My teeth are all slippery and clean. The doctor gave me an A+ for healthy teeth. The hygenist told me to floss more. The doctor, who is garrulous, kept Ted much longer than it took to do his exam, because he likes to talk. That’s about it. :)
Author: mizkit
toilet trauma
Go China. :) We got a new toilet seat. The one in our bathroom was a squishy one, and it developed cracks in it, so we went and bought a wooden one (the only porcelain/plastic ones they had didn’t come in the right color). Now, because the wooden seat has no squish to it, and therefore is, I don’t know, a 1/2 inch or 3/4ths inch lower than the previous seat, if I am not actively paying attention when I sit down (which, y’know, generally I am not), I have…
oot!
I managed to weigh in at 195.5 this morning. I’m not quite sure how that happened, but I shall try to continue the downward trend! Yesterday it was 23532498 degrees out, and we went out shopping and errand-running and I overheated and had to come home and lie down like a sick lump in the bedroom for an hour, but then I got better, which was good ’cause Mom came over and we had bbq ribs and macaroni salad and corn on the cob for dinner. And very excellent, if…
diddly squat, + some
I did diddly squat yesterday. I wrote 1600 words Thursday; that was something, anyway. Today I’ve made bread and a strawberry rhubarb pie and walked the dog. Now I’m going to go do more stuff. ytd wordcount: 156,850 miles to Rivendell: 144.25
writing
Well, fnrt. I got email from Karen (the lady who’s running Writer’s Weekend) last night saying that one of my entries for the WW writing contest hadn’t arrived until yesterday. Since I sent it on about the 20th of June, and sent it priority, and the bloody contest closed July 1st, that’s a little annoying. That was the entry that had Angles and Urban Shaman in it. Feh. Oh well. She says she’ll see if she can get the editors to read them even if it’s much too late for…