We’ve Come a Long Way, Baby

How does my garden grow? Well, considering I still can’t bend over to weed, and it takes about fifteen trips for me to water the garden by hand because I can’t fill the watering can more than half-full (it’s too heavy for me to lift, otherwise), I’d say the garden is doing very well. I…

*sigh* I feel like somebody’s raining on my parade. Fury22 and doppelganger have both added music to their diaries. This means I can no longer risk opening those at work. (Before anyone tells me to simply turn off my sound, I need to leave it on because I need incoming mail alerts. Not only that,…

Labor Day weekend went well, if too quickly. I had a great time with Man-who-uses-forty-foot-ladders-to-hang-birdhouses and The Texan Elf. Pity both don’t live more closely. I made lobsters and corn on the cob for dinner, and both turned out just fine (insert huge sigh of relief here). We went out and played miniature golf afterwards,…

I got an email yesterday afternoon announcing that Dar Williams was giving a concert in the area on December 4th (Saturday) at 8:00. I immediately bought two tickets by email. I guess I should have told the Socialist about that, too.

The window butt-sling I purchased for O’Beast has become popular with Kitten as well. I haven’t yet caught Catitude up there (at least, not of her own volition, though The Socialist has tried dumping her up there once or twice just to see what would happen). The fabric of the hammock has become very worn,…

I had dinner with the guy who works in my MIS department and his wife last night. They’re fun people, and I had a good time. I suspect it was a “pity dinner” on their part; they see me as a lost waif with no life outside the office. This made it hard, since I…