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helenkacan Apr. 5th, 2010 11:34 pm)
helenkacan Apr. 5th, 2010 11:34 pm)So, what's achey?
What isn't. The usual: back, eye, hands.
Argh.
I had some bureaucratic stuff hanging over my head, so I called the place that should be able to help me. Only one problem: they're closed today as well for Easter. Okay, push back until tomorrow.
John called to explain his cottage-day non-existence yesterday. Oh, he existed alright - in a physical state he'd rather never ever repeat. So, it will be a while before we'll be having dinner together.
I had a delightful nap in the early evening. And then a repeat of the romaine, snap pea, salmon salad. And, now, I really should drink another glass of ice-cold water. I was surprised to get a second call from John, changing the plans for me to do my stuffed animal drying post astro-training up there. That's okay, I thought it would be complicated.
I sent my peripatetic baby bro an e-mail to say that three people stopped me at church yesterday with congratulations on the cooking show and blog. So, I shared the good vibes with him.
I watched the latest Project Runway and was enthralled with the TWO winners of this week's challenge. However, I find it odd to see that contestants who'd done so poorly the previous week could shine the following week. Consistency, people, consistency. And I've watched SG:Ugh. Sigh. Why do I even bother, except to see how it could get worse. I think that, every time I watch it, I should immediately apply an SGA antidote. Stat!
And what's brakey? Well, apparently, LJ is having a r-e-a-l-l-y creaky time loading just about everything. So, I think I'd better virtually cross my fingers and press POST. Nighty-night, all. And, um, OUCH!
What isn't. The usual: back, eye, hands.
Argh.
I had some bureaucratic stuff hanging over my head, so I called the place that should be able to help me. Only one problem: they're closed today as well for Easter. Okay, push back until tomorrow.
John called to explain his cottage-day non-existence yesterday. Oh, he existed alright - in a physical state he'd rather never ever repeat. So, it will be a while before we'll be having dinner together.
I had a delightful nap in the early evening. And then a repeat of the romaine, snap pea, salmon salad. And, now, I really should drink another glass of ice-cold water. I was surprised to get a second call from John, changing the plans for me to do my stuffed animal drying post astro-training up there. That's okay, I thought it would be complicated.
I sent my peripatetic baby bro an e-mail to say that three people stopped me at church yesterday with congratulations on the cooking show and blog. So, I shared the good vibes with him.
I watched the latest Project Runway and was enthralled with the TWO winners of this week's challenge. However, I find it odd to see that contestants who'd done so poorly the previous week could shine the following week. Consistency, people, consistency. And I've watched SG:Ugh. Sigh. Why do I even bother, except to see how it could get worse. I think that, every time I watch it, I should immediately apply an SGA antidote. Stat!
And what's brakey? Well, apparently, LJ is having a r-e-a-l-l-y creaky time loading just about everything. So, I think I'd better virtually cross my fingers and press POST. Nighty-night, all. And, um, OUCH!
