It's Not Today!
Jun. 3rd, 2009 05:10 pmSo
jamoche has choir practice tomorrow, and her birthday was yesterday, and Kiri's was just a bit ago. And mine's tomorrow. So TV-and-fun night has been rescheduled to tonight, this week, with a group birthday celebration, and I'm going to see if I can find a fruit tart. (If I can't, I'll find something else; in either case there will be no pineapple.)
Dad called earlier, and we had a cheerful and wide-ranging chat that involved the fuse box in the shop that he's re-doing (and its limits, and why things that may be unrecommended but unlikely to fail in a year may well be very likely to fail in 30), and his ankle, and the raspberry bismark he found in the closet, and the beautiful beginning-of-season strawberries he found, and so on.
I love that I can leave the washer/dryer going and not have to switch things between things. I love modern conveniences. I can go out and leave the dishwasher and washer/dryer running, and come home to clean clothes and clean dishes.
It's a beautiful day out there, and tomorrow is my birthday, and the farmers' market, and probably a walk with my aunt, and god only knows if there is something dire being plotted by someone with perhaps more silicone-rubber than sanity >_< (for those who have been following on IRC, there are, on the LJ, locked and backdated, a photo montage without commentary as yet).
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Dad called earlier, and we had a cheerful and wide-ranging chat that involved the fuse box in the shop that he's re-doing (and its limits, and why things that may be unrecommended but unlikely to fail in a year may well be very likely to fail in 30), and his ankle, and the raspberry bismark he found in the closet, and the beautiful beginning-of-season strawberries he found, and so on.
I love that I can leave the washer/dryer going and not have to switch things between things. I love modern conveniences. I can go out and leave the dishwasher and washer/dryer running, and come home to clean clothes and clean dishes.
It's a beautiful day out there, and tomorrow is my birthday, and the farmers' market, and probably a walk with my aunt, and god only knows if there is something dire being plotted by someone with perhaps more silicone-rubber than sanity >_< (for those who have been following on IRC, there are, on the LJ, locked and backdated, a photo montage without commentary as yet).