okay
I am going mildly insane (yes, yes, again). But that's okay.
I watched Love Actually tonight. Most of it, anyway. Missed a few bits of it while watching the new Simpsons episode. It's a good movie. It's cute.
I went on a Goodwill Boutique mini shopping spree yesterday, which is always fun. I'm wearing what I'm pretty sure is a boy's sweater (found in the women's long sleeve shirt section) and a man's pants (found in the men's slacks section). Oh goodness is this sweater comfortable. And I mean it. It's wicked comfortable. Like, I might sleep in it. I love Goodwill Boutique. Not only do they offer cheap clothes, but the clothes have already been broken in, so for the most part they're wicked comfortable. And hey...it supports Goodwill, which is always nice. Inexpensive, comfortable, beneficial to society. I'm all for it. So that's my shpiel for the day for Goodwill Boutique. doooooo iiiiiiit. And by do it I mean shop there.
On a walk in the woods the other day, I followed a set of footprints down an unpaved road and then off on a little path through the woods. The footprints led to a stream, and then ended. I found myself wondering....where on earth did they go? Perhaps they climbed a tree and stayed there for three days, and due to the common fact that no one ever looks above their line of sight, I did not think to look up, and therefore did not see them. Perhaps they turned into a fish and swam away. Perhaps they walked back out of the woods and down the path, backwards, stepping backwards in their own footprints so as to throw off any would-be stalkers such as myself. Perhaps...perhaps they simply disappeared. Or, they walked off into the woods and the patches of snow on which their footprints once resided had melted by the time I got it into my head to follow them. Or perhaps an eagle carried them off. I simply do not know. It shall have to remain a mystery.
We almost have a kitchen again. Almost. And I use that word very liberally. I mean...the cabinets are up...mostly. Still have a cardboard floor, however. My mother's lovely tile work with that has been destroyed by Dad and Jeff and Don in their big clumping workman's boots and all sorts of nonsense. Ah well. It was never meant to last. House looks like a disaster area again, though. I kinda wanted to take a video of it, just for some stock footage for...I haven't even a clue what for. Just thought it'd maybe come in handy, but it also could have been amusing to look back on the construction video, the sheets of plastic hanging from the ceiling, the lovely cardboard tile floor, the boxes of cabinets stacked behind the dining room table and boxing in mine and Joe's computer, the garbage bags full of paper plates and plastic cups and silverware. The assorted drills and saws-alls lying around on the floor, waiting to maul unsuspecting bare feet. The old stove that has been sitting on a dolly for the last three days, getting in everyone's way and rapidly accumulating some diverse multitude of crap and stuff (it makes a handy storage spot). The electric drill batteries charging on top of the microwave. Ah, memories.
........Right.
Is little kids swearing in movies supposed to be cute? In all seriousness here. I just don't get it. I want to see the original of Bad News Bears now, to compare the two and see if the original was just as "LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME!!!!" I really don't know how else to describe it. But those kids are just terrible. TERRIBLE. It would be a cute movie without all the terribleness. Do all twelve year olds look either 9 or 15?
Jacob forgot to bring Company to the synagogue today. GRRRR I want to read that book!
OH MAN I LEARNED HOW TO DO A SOMERSAULT TODAY!!!! I feel so special. I needed a mat though. And low and behold, there was a mat. Anyway...I don't know how it started. But for some reason I told Alyssa that I cannot do a somersault (pathetic, I know, I know) or a cartwheel. So she decided to teach me. So we went into the social hall with its unfriendly unpadded carpet and I proceeded to hurt my head and neck several times in a row attempting somersaults. I declared that I needed a gymanstics mat, so Alyssa looked in the storage closet, and for some reason, our synagogue has a small, brightly colored gymnastics mat, I can only assume for something with the nursery school kids maybe. So THEN I was able to do a somersault. One at least. I think I screwed up the second one. Still can't do a cartwheel though. Oh did Josh and Jacob have a good time. They thought I was quite the riot act. Josh expressed his wish that he had brought a camera. I wish he had too.
FEMA kids. Oh man. Absolutely hilarious coloring book.
I can't do this much longer.
Sorry.
Wow this was a long post. Who read the whole thing? Tell me tell me tell me!!!!!!!
I watched Love Actually tonight. Most of it, anyway. Missed a few bits of it while watching the new Simpsons episode. It's a good movie. It's cute.
I went on a Goodwill Boutique mini shopping spree yesterday, which is always fun. I'm wearing what I'm pretty sure is a boy's sweater (found in the women's long sleeve shirt section) and a man's pants (found in the men's slacks section). Oh goodness is this sweater comfortable. And I mean it. It's wicked comfortable. Like, I might sleep in it. I love Goodwill Boutique. Not only do they offer cheap clothes, but the clothes have already been broken in, so for the most part they're wicked comfortable. And hey...it supports Goodwill, which is always nice. Inexpensive, comfortable, beneficial to society. I'm all for it. So that's my shpiel for the day for Goodwill Boutique. doooooo iiiiiiit. And by do it I mean shop there.
On a walk in the woods the other day, I followed a set of footprints down an unpaved road and then off on a little path through the woods. The footprints led to a stream, and then ended. I found myself wondering....where on earth did they go? Perhaps they climbed a tree and stayed there for three days, and due to the common fact that no one ever looks above their line of sight, I did not think to look up, and therefore did not see them. Perhaps they turned into a fish and swam away. Perhaps they walked back out of the woods and down the path, backwards, stepping backwards in their own footprints so as to throw off any would-be stalkers such as myself. Perhaps...perhaps they simply disappeared. Or, they walked off into the woods and the patches of snow on which their footprints once resided had melted by the time I got it into my head to follow them. Or perhaps an eagle carried them off. I simply do not know. It shall have to remain a mystery.
We almost have a kitchen again. Almost. And I use that word very liberally. I mean...the cabinets are up...mostly. Still have a cardboard floor, however. My mother's lovely tile work with that has been destroyed by Dad and Jeff and Don in their big clumping workman's boots and all sorts of nonsense. Ah well. It was never meant to last. House looks like a disaster area again, though. I kinda wanted to take a video of it, just for some stock footage for...I haven't even a clue what for. Just thought it'd maybe come in handy, but it also could have been amusing to look back on the construction video, the sheets of plastic hanging from the ceiling, the lovely cardboard tile floor, the boxes of cabinets stacked behind the dining room table and boxing in mine and Joe's computer, the garbage bags full of paper plates and plastic cups and silverware. The assorted drills and saws-alls lying around on the floor, waiting to maul unsuspecting bare feet. The old stove that has been sitting on a dolly for the last three days, getting in everyone's way and rapidly accumulating some diverse multitude of crap and stuff (it makes a handy storage spot). The electric drill batteries charging on top of the microwave. Ah, memories.
........Right.
Is little kids swearing in movies supposed to be cute? In all seriousness here. I just don't get it. I want to see the original of Bad News Bears now, to compare the two and see if the original was just as "LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME!!!!" I really don't know how else to describe it. But those kids are just terrible. TERRIBLE. It would be a cute movie without all the terribleness. Do all twelve year olds look either 9 or 15?
Jacob forgot to bring Company to the synagogue today. GRRRR I want to read that book!
OH MAN I LEARNED HOW TO DO A SOMERSAULT TODAY!!!! I feel so special. I needed a mat though. And low and behold, there was a mat. Anyway...I don't know how it started. But for some reason I told Alyssa that I cannot do a somersault (pathetic, I know, I know) or a cartwheel. So she decided to teach me. So we went into the social hall with its unfriendly unpadded carpet and I proceeded to hurt my head and neck several times in a row attempting somersaults. I declared that I needed a gymanstics mat, so Alyssa looked in the storage closet, and for some reason, our synagogue has a small, brightly colored gymnastics mat, I can only assume for something with the nursery school kids maybe. So THEN I was able to do a somersault. One at least. I think I screwed up the second one. Still can't do a cartwheel though. Oh did Josh and Jacob have a good time. They thought I was quite the riot act. Josh expressed his wish that he had brought a camera. I wish he had too.
FEMA kids. Oh man. Absolutely hilarious coloring book.
I can't do this much longer.
Sorry.
Wow this was a long post. Who read the whole thing? Tell me tell me tell me!!!!!!!