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Two-point-five cheers for me!
Sep. 5th, 2002 02:04 amMmm, I love days off. Lazy, lazy lazy. This day was even better, because although I was slothlike most of the day, I actually accomplished things! Laziness without guilt!
I finally got all my laundry done, though it took three loads to wash all my clothes and all my spare bedding. When my folks came up this weekend they bought me new detergent because I hadn't been able to find mine since Mike and I had done laundry together. So today I took my dirty clothes bag and my new detergent down to the laundry room, and lo and behold, there was my detergent, sitting on the edge of a washing machine, exactly where I left it two weeks ago. Still as full as I left it, far's I can tell. It makes me wonder how many other people are actually in Post, that my detergent could sit in the laundry room for two weeks and not be so much as moved.
Continuing on the cleaning theme, I gave the birds a bath in the sink. That was a big hit. ::wince:: I tried to soften the experience by filling the sink with slightly off spinach leaves that I was about to throw away anyhow. (Did you know that if you freeze spinach and thaw it again, it will rot and become brown yucky mush within 24 hours? Fascinating.) The bird book said parakeets in the wild bathe themselves by rolling in wet leaves and preening. Apparently my birds don't understand this convention. Jeremy, who can fly again, almost ended up taking a bath in the toilet as he tried to escape. In the end, I had to pop them under the faucet for a few seconds each, which they didn't enjoy very much at all. Which reminds me, I should take the leaves out of the sink at some point.
Tonight I started looking at wedding dresses online. I found some really pretty designs, but I have no idea how they'd look on me, someone for whom "full-figured" is a humorous euphemism. Here's one I really like. I'm really glad Mike and I are having such a long engagement, what with school and everything else I have to do, I could never handle all the stuff that you need to do to get married with an actual big wedding and such.
Oh, here's another.
At least I know I'll have plenty of help planning and shopping and all sorts of things. I think that Allie may even get in on the act, she was significantly less horrible last time I went home. Maybe it's because she gets to be one of the bridesmaids. Or maybe it's because my dad told her that if she went to community college for two years instead of going someplace expensive right off, he'd buy her a Corvette. Good deal for both of them, she gets the car of her dreams, and a Corvette costs less than a single year at Knox, I'm pretty sure.
I finally got all my laundry done, though it took three loads to wash all my clothes and all my spare bedding. When my folks came up this weekend they bought me new detergent because I hadn't been able to find mine since Mike and I had done laundry together. So today I took my dirty clothes bag and my new detergent down to the laundry room, and lo and behold, there was my detergent, sitting on the edge of a washing machine, exactly where I left it two weeks ago. Still as full as I left it, far's I can tell. It makes me wonder how many other people are actually in Post, that my detergent could sit in the laundry room for two weeks and not be so much as moved.
Continuing on the cleaning theme, I gave the birds a bath in the sink. That was a big hit. ::wince:: I tried to soften the experience by filling the sink with slightly off spinach leaves that I was about to throw away anyhow. (Did you know that if you freeze spinach and thaw it again, it will rot and become brown yucky mush within 24 hours? Fascinating.) The bird book said parakeets in the wild bathe themselves by rolling in wet leaves and preening. Apparently my birds don't understand this convention. Jeremy, who can fly again, almost ended up taking a bath in the toilet as he tried to escape. In the end, I had to pop them under the faucet for a few seconds each, which they didn't enjoy very much at all. Which reminds me, I should take the leaves out of the sink at some point.
Tonight I started looking at wedding dresses online. I found some really pretty designs, but I have no idea how they'd look on me, someone for whom "full-figured" is a humorous euphemism. Here's one I really like. I'm really glad Mike and I are having such a long engagement, what with school and everything else I have to do, I could never handle all the stuff that you need to do to get married with an actual big wedding and such.
Oh, here's another.
At least I know I'll have plenty of help planning and shopping and all sorts of things. I think that Allie may even get in on the act, she was significantly less horrible last time I went home. Maybe it's because she gets to be one of the bridesmaids. Or maybe it's because my dad told her that if she went to community college for two years instead of going someplace expensive right off, he'd buy her a Corvette. Good deal for both of them, she gets the car of her dreams, and a Corvette costs less than a single year at Knox, I'm pretty sure.
