I made pumpkin scones. Lovely. It seems wrong that there's a second "p" in pumpkin. There was a burst of sun this morning, and my red maple looks extra brilliant and happy. I need to clean the house--at least do some laundry and move the summer and winter clothes around (or just have a giant closet) and do some dishes and throw away the weird stuff ( Read more... )

It's Saturday. The BF is at work until 9, so I have about three hours to do something productive. I need to color my hair (roots are looking suspiciously mousey, and I'm trying to be a vibrant redhead at the moment). And hang up, sort, or launder the pile in my bedroom ( Read more... )

It's nearly 9 pm. I need to practice my wedding officiant spiel a few more times so I don't stumble or blather. That, to the bride at least, is priority one ( Read more... )

Oh look! An entire hour has passed!

In that time, I've managed to take out the garbage, put on a sports bra, and, um, oh yeah! sweep the rug. Oh, and change my LJ background and colors. It's all very vital to world peace, okay? Geez.

I now need to wrap the stupid wedding present and maybe do a few other productive things so I can justify reading a ( Read more... )

I just took a long walk, which I keep saying I'm gonna do but don't. It helped to have my iPod loaded with swing music. Nothin' like bopping to Glenn Miller while dodging traffic ( Read more... )

The Internet is something you do to kill time. It is not an end in itself. So get off the Internets and go

• Do dishes
• Read a book
• Mop something
• Walk around the block
• Pet a kitty

• Instead of waiting for Boy to call/text/visit/express any kind of deep, long-term heartfelt desire to do something with me
• Instead of sitting on couch mindlessly surfing the Internets
• Instead of wandering to the kitchen to eat that three-pound hunk o' chocolate with nuts from Trader Joe's because I can't bake with it
• Instead of compulsively checking ( Read more... )

This is the second week away from work, and I haven't checked my work email yet today. Woo hoo! I was allowed to close the office (as in let both of us have this week off) if I left clear instruction for people who had emergencies, so my cell phone number is now readily available for all the idiots lovely frantic people who have deadlines they'd ( Read more... )

It's the weekend, and I only have a little bit of work to do. Luckily it involves spreadsheets and really cool charts, so I'm happy. I'm not sure if I can get Excel to do a Venn diagram, but that would be so cool there are no words in human range. I mean in a work sense. I can get worked up over other non-work things quite a bit more ( Read more... )

I've had a nice soy mocha and scrambled eggs, so all I need to do is wash my hair and go do brilliant things.

I need to feed my friend's cat at some point and run by Target or something to find Halloween candy (or stickers or other crap, because if I had children I'd make them eat wheat germ just like my mother did for us).

I should put on my ( Read more... )