I am in here.
It is Saturday morning, and I watch my husband trying on his tuxedo, with no shirt. I can’t decide if it makes him look like a bum, or weirdly California-stylish, or just silly. “Silly” is just such a nice, catch-all type of term. We go to a benefit tonight. I have to find a dress. … Continue reading tuxedos in the a.m.
Last night, I entertained myself thorougly by trying to start a fire (in the fireplace) with the damp wood I found on sale at Wild Oats when I went to get dinner items. I have been way too lazy to order a half a cord, so I must subsist on cheap wood that is damp. … Continue reading where I go in my dreams
Let’s start the day with a quote, shall we? Here’s one for all you math-lovers out there (all two of you) from me, the math lover. The good Christian should beware of mathematicians and all those who make empty prophecies. The danger already exists that mathematicians have made a covenant with the devil to darken … Continue reading first thing
Nothing like starting the day off with raspberry pop-tarts and Cannonball on the television. Tom is bringing us a home-made pear tart that he made very early in the morning for brunch later on, before Barbara told him she had to go to the office today. I’d skip the office for a home-made pear tart. … Continue reading Sunday morning
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