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After a much-needed Saturday of Lazy, I got lots done today. I worked out for an hour, a first for me, including some really challenging stuff. There's not dirty laundry aside from what we're wearing right now. And I had a nice afternoon out. Bought a bunch of stuff I'd been putting off buying.
I got a small motion-sensitive light for inside the closet so I can make informed decision about what I wear in the morning without waking up Adam. Yes, I've been getting dressed in dark. You could tell, couldn't you? No, I don't pick out my clothes at night. I'm picky about what I wear and my mood affects it. I don't want to wear this morning what I wanted to wear last night. This morning I want to wear what I want to wear this morning.
I also got a new indoor broom since I destroyed our old one sweeping the carpeted steps free of the salt and grit people track up them. Oh, grrr. It's the inside. Clean your fricking shoes, people. Toward that end, I also got a nubbly mat for the base of the stairs to help people leave the grit, salt, and snow down there. Another something I got to go with winter is the long wooden broomstick wit ha metal tip for knocking icicles off the eaves. Thwack! Crash! I love those breaking sounds. (so sad that we'll never see Rik Mayall
as Peeves the Poltergeist)
The pressure cooker I got in Colorado (at the fabulous McGuckin's) has served me well. It was only ever supposed to be a starter pressure cooker, though, and is aluminum to boot. I got a new stainless steel one with three settings ON SALE at Homeport. The first batch of chili is already on the stove. Sweet.
Lots of shopping. Stuff I needed. Still. Lots.
The BEST part of my afternoon, though? The gorilla brass band walking up and down Church St playing happy jazz. I'm no expert, but my first impression was that I was hearing New Orleans Jazz. Then I saw that it was band of gorillas playing happy jazz and I stopped caring what kind of music it was. I adore my city. It gets above freezing in January and a bunch of musicians put on gorilla suits and wander the pedestrian mall playing jazz. Rock on, Burlington. As of this writing, I could not find any images, but judging from the number of cameras and phones I saw out, there will be some.
Tonight we're going to see The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus. It'll have to be damn good to beat the gorilla brass band, though.
Good weekend.
I got a small motion-sensitive light for inside the closet so I can make informed decision about what I wear in the morning without waking up Adam. Yes, I've been getting dressed in dark. You could tell, couldn't you? No, I don't pick out my clothes at night. I'm picky about what I wear and my mood affects it. I don't want to wear this morning what I wanted to wear last night. This morning I want to wear what I want to wear this morning.
I also got a new indoor broom since I destroyed our old one sweeping the carpeted steps free of the salt and grit people track up them. Oh, grrr. It's the inside. Clean your fricking shoes, people. Toward that end, I also got a nubbly mat for the base of the stairs to help people leave the grit, salt, and snow down there. Another something I got to go with winter is the long wooden broomstick wit ha metal tip for knocking icicles off the eaves. Thwack! Crash! I love those breaking sounds. (so sad that we'll never see Rik Mayall
as Peeves the Poltergeist)
The pressure cooker I got in Colorado (at the fabulous McGuckin's) has served me well. It was only ever supposed to be a starter pressure cooker, though, and is aluminum to boot. I got a new stainless steel one with three settings ON SALE at Homeport. The first batch of chili is already on the stove. Sweet.
Lots of shopping. Stuff I needed. Still. Lots.
The BEST part of my afternoon, though? The gorilla brass band walking up and down Church St playing happy jazz. I'm no expert, but my first impression was that I was hearing New Orleans Jazz. Then I saw that it was band of gorillas playing happy jazz and I stopped caring what kind of music it was. I adore my city. It gets above freezing in January and a bunch of musicians put on gorilla suits and wander the pedestrian mall playing jazz. Rock on, Burlington. As of this writing, I could not find any images, but judging from the number of cameras and phones I saw out, there will be some.
Tonight we're going to see The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus. It'll have to be damn good to beat the gorilla brass band, though.
Good weekend.