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Sunday, November 28, 2004
tomorrow is another day
Well, I am going to be all plain-vanilla for a while; my supergold membership is about to lapse if it hasn't already. No pictures, no comments. :( The notes function is still available, though. Not going to spend money on that right now.
Our Thanksgiving Day was... ehhh. Not horrible, just not what we'd have wanted if we could have chosen. Basically, being the only two conservatives in a room full of ex-hippies and current socialists when the war news is on does not make for a very comfortable holiday atmosphere. Energizing, yes. Comfortable, no. So we weren't exactly sad when it was time to leave. At least I did get to go to sleep at the nearly-obscenely-early hour of eight-fifty-five. In the evening. It felt so good I almost cried.
I've been away from the computer a lot over the past week. This is partly because I've been doing other things, and partly because T has become a total computer HOG. It's all about the project cars. A while ago I had the idea to look for a project car which could be gradually and cheaply fixed up, to serve as a replacement for our current car when it eventually reaches the "would cost more to repair it than it is worth" stage. Which could be tomorrow, or five years from now, who knows. Anyway. T thought this was a fantastic idea -- and I think he even found it a little sexy that I would come up with it; you know how some guys are about cars -- and lately he's started actually looking around on ebay and other sources for cars. To the point where if I did not have other things to do, I'd wish I'd never thought up the darn scheme.
"Other things" include: Finishing THREE BOOKS in the past week. (yay!) In addition to the Marian Keyes, I finished Watership Down -- a beautiful book, Read This Now, This Means You -- and Little HOuse on the Prairie, which we'd started as a family months ago and never finished. I am feeling like going through those again. It doesn't help that we have the first season of the TV show on DVD, borrowed from the library. Oh, and I also read most of A Christmas Carol before I misplaced my copy (in the car, maybe?). Oh how I love that book.
Also, I went shopping Friday morning, and got fabric for a dress for C. I was in the city at 6 am, and it was truly eerie to see the streets as full of traffic as they are at rush hour. I spent an hour and a half in line at the fabric store, first waiting for my fabric to be cut, and then waiting to pay for it. I braved Wal-Mart, as well, and was in and out in fifteen minutes (all I needed was cat food, aquarium filter cartridges, and a printer cartridge), and then I endured Sears which was probably the worst experience of all of them. Ugh. When I came home from that we raked all our leaves and got them moved to the backyard where they'll serve the dual purpose of keeping grass from growing in our garden area, and turning into nice rich mulch by spring. SO nice to listen to the rain on Friday night and know that we would not have to deal with wet soggy leaves this year, like we have had to every single other year we've lived here. And it felt so good to accomplish something that the next afternoon, we rearranged furniture in the living room, and then worked on organization projects (T: garage. I: schoolroom) until bedtime. Wow. Aren't we busy little bees.
Notice I didn't mention catching up on the laundry or having a sparkly clean kitchen. That would be because I didn't, and don't. Ugh again. There's always tomorrow, right...
