updates on several fronts
I had my eyebrows waxed yesterday.
And the thing is: they put aloe on them, afterwards, and I forgot about it and about five hours later I had to rub my eyes, for one reason or another, and...it was just bad.
We went to look at the chairs again.
You remember the chairs, right?
We just can't commit.
If K takes off friday we will look at one other place.
But then we just have to bite the bullet and order THE DAMN CHAIRS.
The string around my wrist is filthy.
I can bleach it or cut it off and burn it but I need to consult with a buddhist.
We discovered something the other day, while K was home from work and we were alone, having looked at the chairs again.
We were having lunch, and we discovered that:
lunch for me is a cup of tea and some bread and butter and jam,
lunch for K is cheese and sausage and wine...
AND
homemade tourstenwurst and homemade landjaeger taste the same, but one is a rectangle.
The weather here is somewhat retarded.
I had thought I was having allergy symptoms - a scratchy throat, sneezing, watery eyes...but then I realized that I was achy and my chest was kind of tight, and LO, I realized I was getting sick.
I did three doses of oscillococcinum and I'm feeling much better.
Let that be a lesson to you all.
So.
Back to the CHAIRS.
Such
a
quandary.
My knitting grows and grows.
A big green rectangle it is - which might look nice with some fingerless gloves, if the aforementioned weather ever cooperates.
Do you feel Christmas sneaking behind us on tiptoes?
Yes, you do. And so do I.
And the thing is: they put aloe on them, afterwards, and I forgot about it and about five hours later I had to rub my eyes, for one reason or another, and...it was just bad.
We went to look at the chairs again.
You remember the chairs, right?
We just can't commit.
If K takes off friday we will look at one other place.
But then we just have to bite the bullet and order THE DAMN CHAIRS.
The string around my wrist is filthy.
I can bleach it or cut it off and burn it but I need to consult with a buddhist.
We discovered something the other day, while K was home from work and we were alone, having looked at the chairs again.
We were having lunch, and we discovered that:
lunch for me is a cup of tea and some bread and butter and jam,
lunch for K is cheese and sausage and wine...
AND
homemade tourstenwurst and homemade landjaeger taste the same, but one is a rectangle.
The weather here is somewhat retarded.
I had thought I was having allergy symptoms - a scratchy throat, sneezing, watery eyes...but then I realized that I was achy and my chest was kind of tight, and LO, I realized I was getting sick.
I did three doses of oscillococcinum and I'm feeling much better.
Let that be a lesson to you all.
So.
Back to the CHAIRS.
Such
a
quandary.
My knitting grows and grows.
A big green rectangle it is - which might look nice with some fingerless gloves, if the aforementioned weather ever cooperates.
Do you feel Christmas sneaking behind us on tiptoes?
Yes, you do. And so do I.
Comments
My daughter has one left from summer and it is barely hanging by a thread. I want to yank the fuzzy thing off, but we will wait. It's a friendship string, not a buddhist thing. So yanking is probably allowed.
Can't wait to see a photo of your wrap. Sounds cozy.
Wendy
Very, very cool.
I do feel xmas sneaking up on it's tip toes...
Lovely lunches-I could do either.
Love the list of things you don't do over there.
XO
And you have to bleach the string because that quote? It made my heart hurt...
No chairs yet.
Wanted leather: kids say they are not loungeable enough - that's our criteria: "loungeable".
so you gave up on my beloved chairs from Anthropologie? I loved THAT. But these are really fine too, I admit.
Salsiccia piccante, formaggio e vino. One of our favourites for dinner here...but good wine, no red trucks which makes you talk too much, if you knwo what I mean...