Just apparently either terribly busy or terribly boring. Last night we made it to the beginning of the celestial alignment in ‘Highlander: The Source’ before being unable to stand it anymore and concluding one had to be already preposterously drunk to watch that movie. For those following along at home, that’s about 7 minutes into the film. OMG, teh bad. But, Twitter assures me, in defense of the first 7 minutes, it gets much worse. Given that I was already peeking through my fingers and kicking the couch and writhing…
Category: Daily Life
shindigs!
So I got outbid on that fabulous 1920s style dress, as I’d expected to. I was regretful but not surprised, and started poking around at other not-quite-so-good ones. Then I got an email from a reader. She’d clicked through to see the dress, her husband had seen her looking at it, surmised that she wanted it, and bid on it for her. “But,” she said, “I didn’t want it, I was just looking at it, so would it be too weird if I just had the seller send it to…
various & sundry
My sister is having a 1920s themed party and I am almost certain to get outbid on this fabulous dress. :) (Not that I can figure out how we can go anyway, when everyone we know is attending and it’s after Young Indiana’s bedtime, but let’s not think about that just now. :)) Last week was the 2nd Laydeez Do Comics meet-up in Dublin. It was better-attended than the first and equally interesting. I brought cookies (triple chocolate, or Chocolate Migraine) and wore my red bowler hat, the former of…
enabler of blue suede shoes
My husband is an enabler. I wanted to stop and try on some very cute boot-style blue suede shoes that had low, walkable-in heels and which I was quite sure wouldn’t fit, because wide feet. And they brought me a pair and they weren’t wide enough, of course, and I said oh well and Ted said I should ask if they had them in wides. They were already in D widths so I figured that was as wide as they went, but I asked. And they had them in E…
exciting morning & weekend report
Well, that was far more excitement than one wants at 6:20am on a Monday morning. We were getting Young Indiana’s bath ready, which involves running the water until it’s hot, then turning it off again because it gets so hot that you can’t put the plug in the tub. Young Indiana turned it off, but he turned it the wrong way (and I was using the toilet, so not standing over him to supervise) and the handle came off the faucet, causing scalding water to spurt up through the now-open…