"I didn't realize until I was much older just how much 'piecies' sounds like 'feces'"
Movie rec: Saving Face. It's a couple years old, but I liked it.
So we bought a couple of cheap dressers at IKEA (which I may never shop at again, because I was so disappointed in their customer service this time). Mom, as per usual, keeps wondering if maybe we shouldn't have gotten the pine one instead. I argue that it wouldn't really matter, because the important parts [i.e. the parts that are responsible for bearing the actual weight of the clothes] on both of them are still just cork board, so the more expensive pine one wouldn't really do much but cost more and be harder to get up the stairs.
I, on the other hand, continually lament the fact that we're having to get rid of our old dresser, which is ridiculously old (translates to: was actually built well) and will in all reality probably be good for years still, except that the bottom couple drawers insist upon shedding wood splinters everywhere, making their contents hard to wear. I just know that if we actually knew something about, like, building and fixing things, that it's something that would be easy to fix. We just don't know how.
And. I'm gonna miss that dresser. It was mine when I was tiny until the jianjian stole it from me. *nostalgia*
At any rate, the jianjian's boyfriend came over just about as we finished our game of marjong (I won 57 this time. So over the course of yesterday's game and today's, i'm seven chips ahead.) and so we drafted him into dresser-building. It's going to get so that he'll be scared to come around because we keep making him do manual labor.
Actually woke up for church today. And. I didn't sleep through the whole thing. It's easier to stay awake when there's no translator, because there's not 2-3 minutes of downtime between each part I understand. Then there was a land dedication for where we're eventually going to have a building. It involved having to drive across a creek. Like the actual creek part. Because some snippy neighbors who have been planting that city-owned land with corn illegally won't let us use their bridge.
Mom wasn't too happy about the driving across a creek bit, but jianjian liked it (she drove back). Annie seemed nonplussed either way. Me, mostly I wanted there to be oxen involved somewhere, and maybe 600 pounds of food floating down the river.
So we bought a couple of cheap dressers at IKEA (which I may never shop at again, because I was so disappointed in their customer service this time). Mom, as per usual, keeps wondering if maybe we shouldn't have gotten the pine one instead. I argue that it wouldn't really matter, because the important parts [i.e. the parts that are responsible for bearing the actual weight of the clothes] on both of them are still just cork board, so the more expensive pine one wouldn't really do much but cost more and be harder to get up the stairs.
I, on the other hand, continually lament the fact that we're having to get rid of our old dresser, which is ridiculously old (translates to: was actually built well) and will in all reality probably be good for years still, except that the bottom couple drawers insist upon shedding wood splinters everywhere, making their contents hard to wear. I just know that if we actually knew something about, like, building and fixing things, that it's something that would be easy to fix. We just don't know how.
And. I'm gonna miss that dresser. It was mine when I was tiny until the jianjian stole it from me. *nostalgia*
At any rate, the jianjian's boyfriend came over just about as we finished our game of marjong (I won 57 this time. So over the course of yesterday's game and today's, i'm seven chips ahead.) and so we drafted him into dresser-building. It's going to get so that he'll be scared to come around because we keep making him do manual labor.
Actually woke up for church today. And. I didn't sleep through the whole thing. It's easier to stay awake when there's no translator, because there's not 2-3 minutes of downtime between each part I understand. Then there was a land dedication for where we're eventually going to have a building. It involved having to drive across a creek. Like the actual creek part. Because some snippy neighbors who have been planting that city-owned land with corn illegally won't let us use their bridge.
Mom wasn't too happy about the driving across a creek bit, but jianjian liked it (she drove back). Annie seemed nonplussed either way. Me, mostly I wanted there to be oxen involved somewhere, and maybe 600 pounds of food floating down the river.