Monday, September 29, 2014
Sunday, September 28, 2014
She didn't even eat him a little bit, though he deserved it. She got two potato chips for being such a good girl.
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Friday, September 26, 2014
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Monday, September 22, 2014
Sunday, September 21, 2014
Great-great Uncle Adolph Russell Thompson's World War I draft registration card
All fingers on right hand off at or near wrist. That's what it says. I don't know what it means, but that's what it says.
So, I've been making up scenarios in my head for how he lost his fingers (or, rather, HAND). NaNoWriMo is just around the corner, y'all, and I need plot ideas. May as well mine weird family history for them, right?
A coworker gave me some plants a few years back. She swore one of them was coleus, which should only grow a few inches tall. It was not coleus. It was giant, mutant, evil basil. I do not like basil. I can't stand the smell or the taste. Even pulling the babies in the spring grosses me out. This stuff is, I kid you not, 4-5 feet tall. And now it's flowering, which I KNOW, I KNOW means it will just spread more. But in order to pull it, I have to smell it, which I'm not willing to do. Someday it will take over so thoroughly that I will be forced to move.
The bees like it, though.
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
I walked to work today. It was (as I may have mentioned!) cold and miserable. I decided I needed A Something, and I hit 10,000 steps on my way to the snack machine for Doritos. So that's the kind of day it was. Ugh.
And then I got annoyed with being cold and did some rage walking up to the stairs to the 10th floor. Which was fine, but walking back down I hurt my good knee. So I stressed the rest of the afternoon about having to walk home on a bum knee. It ended up being okay, thankfully.
I am driving in tomorrow though, so I can take extra warm wear.
Have I mentioned how cold it's been at work this week? It's been cold, yo. Really, really, really cold. My hands and feet are like ice cubes, and they hurt. I know 60F doesn't seem that bad, but believe me, when you are sitting all day at a computer, it's bad.
I have drunk so much tea and coffee that I don't ever want to look at the stuff again. I think I have done most of my daily 10,000 steps walking back and forth to the bathroom, because did I mention TEA AND COFFEE?