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msfledermausHey, whaddaya doon, I'm blissing over here...
...Today was the usual hours of boredom, moments of terror. I did some prtty fancy SPO footwork in the morning, and dealt with (and I'm sure added to) the comedy of errors the entire day...I meant to stop off somewhere to pick up groceries, but the cold and rain deterred me a bit and I was so grateful to see my bus that I just rode the entire way. Plus my neighbor Rocky popped up and we sat cosily together; gossiping about the yearly Radical Fairies outing and various projects going on around my new home. We had a beautiful trot home in the rain and the Russian Sage spilling from the neighbor's gardens, and after the usual read-the-mail, find-the-bills, throw-off-the-shoes sort of thing I was settled in at the kitchen table. I made a feast out of the last of the cheese and various frozen vegetables and the lonely bag of tater tots in the fridge...I call it, "Tater-Tots, Gruyere and Mushroom-soup suprise"...because, suprisingly, it was pretty decent with a glass of Chardonnay.
Now I'm sitting happily on my living room floor with the washer-dryer chugging away in the corner of the kitchen. The rain keeps starting up and dying down, and I'm thinking of a little hot chocolate in a while. Maybe tomorrow I'll scoot outside and pick a few of the little apples from the tree outside to go with some biscuits. Heh. I've become Ms Bucolic-Farmy-Maus:p Now I just need some farmy implements of destruction, like a pitchfork. Hehhehhehhhh...
...Today was the usual hours of boredom, moments of terror. I did some prtty fancy SPO footwork in the morning, and dealt with (and I'm sure added to) the comedy of errors the entire day...I meant to stop off somewhere to pick up groceries, but the cold and rain deterred me a bit and I was so grateful to see my bus that I just rode the entire way. Plus my neighbor Rocky popped up and we sat cosily together; gossiping about the yearly Radical Fairies outing and various projects going on around my new home. We had a beautiful trot home in the rain and the Russian Sage spilling from the neighbor's gardens, and after the usual read-the-mail, find-the-bills, throw-off-the-shoes sort of thing I was settled in at the kitchen table. I made a feast out of the last of the cheese and various frozen vegetables and the lonely bag of tater tots in the fridge...I call it, "Tater-Tots, Gruyere and Mushroom-soup suprise"...because, suprisingly, it was pretty decent with a glass of Chardonnay.
Now I'm sitting happily on my living room floor with the washer-dryer chugging away in the corner of the kitchen. The rain keeps starting up and dying down, and I'm thinking of a little hot chocolate in a while. Maybe tomorrow I'll scoot outside and pick a few of the little apples from the tree outside to go with some biscuits. Heh. I've become Ms Bucolic-Farmy-Maus:p Now I just need some farmy implements of destruction, like a pitchfork. Hehhehhehhhh...
