Friday

So...Industry Event, many hours on my feet (though it was on top of very cushy carpet most of the time), lots of walking blahblahblah.
Tired!
I have a long weekend, though, and am planning a trip to the beach with K.

You know what I love? I love reading Apartment Therapy and finding a post wherein the commenters argue!
I will preface by saying that I really do love reading Apartment Therapy for design and (strangely) cleaning information.
But there's nothing like a little brawl in the comment box to get my heart racing.

Anyway. Where was I?
Right, the beach - some fireworks, Youngest in a parade...and I am going to attempt this recipe.
I had a teeny taste of Crack Pie a couple of weeks ago and died and went to heaven. Then I came back and finished off that email I was writing. (Funny!)

Then, you know, laundry.
Laundry and FIGURING OUT WHAT THE HELL TO WEAR.
Here's the thing: when I get up in the morning it is cool (close to cold if I get a scooter ride to the station). When I go out during the day it is hot. When I sit at my desk it is either HOT or FREEZING.
Every weekend I tell myself that I am going to plan some outfits (and put away some cold weather things that are lingering) but I never do.
This weekend, I'm going to try.
Okay?

Isn't this a nice thing?
Do you suppose it has to have one of those horrible covers over it?
Oh, to have a Classic Clothes Airer. Or might I need The Edwardian?
Ack. Have just remembered that the shelves in my kitchen felt grimy tonight.
Add it to my list.