It seems, judging from reactions in the comments, that I’ve been lacking clarity as to Ted’s return to school. Let me clarify: Ted’s going back to school! Ted’s going back to school to get his culinary arts degree. :) It’s a two year program which he’ll be starting next Monday. He’s all excited about it and every time we go anywhere with anything even vaguely resembling food or food preparation, he starts thinking about how he could arrange dishes and how to make different meals and all sorts of things.…
miles
miles to Rivendell: 153.25
ALL the tv.
ALL the tv. We finished watching Stargate season 2 last night, which made us all say, “Oh SHIT!” as one at the end of the season. Now yawning my brain out from not enough sleep. Silly Kit. I have started making bread. I need to not forget about it, this time. That would be good. My feet are cold. I need to do laundry; somehow, I have no socks. And! Ted has gotten one of his student loans! Soon, he will be a college student for real! And even better,…
funny me!
I have just amused myself greatly by making a folder in my filecabinet for ‘Rejection letters — the fools, the fools!’ *helpless giggles* It’s the little stuff, I tell ya. The little stuff. :)
hah!
Hah! I found it! In an envelope I’d entirely overlooked, because it didn’t have a return address, and the fact that it had both mine and Deirdre’s names on it didn’t register on any level. I thought: I’ll look at it later, and now, considerably later, as I’m putting the rest of the stuff I took apart back together, I /did/ look, and lo! There it is! Ok. Tomorrow I need to call the consulate, because they’ve got Deirdre’s city of birth down as being Anchorage, not Soldotna, on her…