vanillafluffy: (Zzzzz's)
Like the job, HATEHATEHATE the phone. Every time I turn around, it's ringing for bullshit that has nothing to do with my job. No, I can't afford to buy aluminum siding, I don't want to take yer fracking survey, and I don't give a fuck how much she owes you, Tyesha is no longer at this number, now fuck off. (I *never* had this problem with BrightHouse.)

Money is making me insane; I'm so damn close to not having to worry, and I'm gnawing my knuckles. GK is going to help with Geico, now I have to figure out the rest of it. I'll have some coming in from January, enough to take care of the water bill and Allstate, IF it arrives in time...IDK. God knows what I'm going to do at the end of February while I'm waiting for my February check to show up in March.

Right now, I'm so tired I just want to crawl into bed. Just waiting for the confirmation email from GK. I'm going to kill anyone who wakes me Saturday before 10AM, I swear.

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vanillafluffy: (Florida oranges)
I'm taking a break from the ongoing work on my bedroom. Today I'm excavating the south wall, which is largely headboard. God, what an accumulation! Still, I've found a book I've been wanting to reread, a box I'm going to stash greeting cards in (I keep running across them, and would like to corral them all in one place), and have revealed yet more floor. Floor is still exciting to me, as so much of it was covered for so long!

At some point, I will post pix---I need to send some to GK, who *knows* what a disaster it was---but right now, I'm just trying to get it to a certain point of liveability. I've done a lot of sorting and rearranging already, it seems like the more I do, the more I see to do. And this is only one room. *deep breath* But I can only do one room at a time, and the only way for it to get done is for me to do it.

I start training on Monday, so I'm trying to get as much done as I can before then, since I know it'll curtail my time and energy...it's been so long since I've had anything resembling a job, that even part-time is liable to hang my ass out to dry.

Was briefly interrupted by the mail carrier ringing my bell to drop off a box from GK, containing a snazzy beaded jacket. I just hope it cools down enough for me to wear it sometime this season!

Pic of jacket (snagged from eBay):


QF_beaded


Back to it....

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vanillafluffy: (2012)
LJ has been rather sketchy today; I couldn't get it to load til this evening, when I discovered some lovely anonymous person has renewed my Paid Account. Thank you SO much, whoever you are!

It's been a busy day; I've been up and going since 9:30. I've done a sinkful of dishes, because no way am I going to start the new year with a dreadful kitchen. I have one load of laundry (lights) currently in the dryer, while another one (darks) is in the washer. I intend to start the new year with fresh bedding, thanks.

GK's box arrived. It was wrapped with metallic reptile-print paper; I spent ten minutes with a Cutco steak knife trying to get it off with as little damage as possible so I can reuse it. I was thrilled to open it and find a dark denim skirt (although it proved to be a skort, size 26, yay!). There was also a black skirt, size 22/24--it fits! and a really interesting ruffly shirt? jacket? lab coat? IDEK, but I'm looking forward to the next cool day so I can wear it.

Enclosed in the card was a little something that solved the problem of my light bill; I paired the skort with a navy and white blose and ran out to take care of that. It took me longer to find a copy of said light bill than actually paying it did...New Year's resolution: To keep all my bills in one place. That's all.

My plans for the rest of the evening call for finishing up the laundry, remaking my bed while watching Hawaii 5-O, taking a shower, then crawling into said bed and sleeping as best I can while the neighborhood artillery bombardment goes on.

I never did get my Yuletide recs posted...oh, well....

I wish you all a wonderful 2013!

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vanillafluffy: (2012)
Well, the world hasn't come to an end, so I guess I'm on track with my previous plans to spend the weekend baking. I'm still trying to figure out who's getting what and when...brownies for J and Mb. They'll probably both be getting theirs on Monday. I may take the C's a bundt cake---their "do" is Monday evening---I stocked up on flour and whatnot, so I can in theory do actual non-mix baking. We're having a cool-down, so slaving over a hot oven sounds cozy rather than horrific.

I need to take something to church for hospitality on Sunday. I'm thinking corn casserole; it's gone over well the other times I've taken it, and I have all the ingredients. (Eggs, corn, crackers and sour cream, although milk will do in a pinch.) It's quick to make, too---if I get up earlyish Sunday morning, I can throw it in the oven and take it in still warm....

Today was absolutely glorious, sunny and cool (mid 60s). I dragged my hoard of cans in to recycle---that netted me $8.50 at .50 a pound---so I'm set for movie money. (I'm going to concoct a big batch of Chex mix to munch on during the show. And I always bring my own beverage.) Then I went over to Publix...sat in their cafe updating apps for an hour, then stocked up on baking supplies and a few other items, detoured into Aldi, got a few more things there, and came home feeling well pleased with myself.

The trunk of my car is the emptiest it's been in months! That means I'll be able to load it up with some of my too-big wardrobe, destined for my friend at church. I'm excited about that: It's Stuff Going Out AND I know it's going where it's needed.

GK promises a box will be coming my way (she hasn't mailed it yet, oops!), more bulky than heavy, according to her, so more clothes, I suppose. All the more reason to find new homes for the old stuff!

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vanillafluffy: (2012)
Lest you think that my life is nothing but gloom and doom, let me report that I got a CARE package from GK this morning, and it was a whopper.

She'd mentioned having a couple tops for me, and she did. Two identical style from Merona, NWT, one solid green, one neutral print, very cute. Also two pairs of pants, one black jersey knit that fit nicely, and one grey twill that fits but are rather short. Also two identical jersey dresses, one solid dark turquoise, the other varigated in blue-greens. Also an elastic belt, striped, a Tracfone card and a bunch of miscellaneous mumchies.

"Cocoa Beach granola from Kashi" for the win. Best laugh I've had in days.

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vanillafluffy: (2012)
Lest you think that my life is nothing but gloom and doom, let me report that I got a CARE package from GK this morning, and it was a whopper.

She'd mentioned having a couple tops for me, and she did. Two identical style from Merona, NWT, one solid green, one neutral print, very cute. Also two pairs of pants, one black jersey knit that fit nicely, and one grey twill that fits but are rather short. Also two identical jersey dresses, one solid dark turquoise, the other varigated in blue-greens. Also an elastic belt, striped, a Tracfone card and a bunch of miscellaneous mumchies.

"Cocoa Beach granola from Kashi" for the win. Best laugh I've had in days.

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Argh, drama. Way too much drama, and no internet to dump it on*. It's been hell. but My god, I've missed youse guys. I'm back, and that's a funny story in itself. Let me see if I can catch you all up with everything.

Spent time at Mb's the week before last, got home and cable/net was disconected. I, being obsessive and resourceful, managed to get my converter box hooked up to my portable TV in time for Person of Interest. I get two channels: CBS and Retro. Route 66 reruns, anyone?

BrightHouse was even nice enough to send someone out to pick up the box, remote and modem...I know it'll be a long time til I can afford it again, but it saves me a drive out to the nearest cable office---which, with the cost of gas, is a Good Thing.

Right now, what gas I *do* have is being hoarded for jury duty, a week from Monday. I'm looking forward to it, and hoping that I'm needed for multiple days, just for the stipend. I haven't had a full tank of gas in months; at the moment, I have a couple gallons, and I'm wondering nervously if I have enough cans to make a recycling run worthwhile.

In the midst of my turmoil and strife, I got a belated birthday gift from Estonia: [livejournal.com profile] kukkurkurat sent me a fabulous handbag. It's a soft blue-grey silk brocade, woven with shimmery pastel dragonflies. Definitely not an everyday bag! Am trying to decide what to wear with it to church...possibly the dark grey silk top GK sent me, although it's probably still to warm for that.

Speaking of GK, she's been a busy bee: she's moved across town from where they were, gotten a new part-time job, *and* she's putting together another CARE package; she found a couple tops while she was out and about. (I'd told her that I've discovered that a lot of mine are too big, so I need replacements. She's sending two.)

God bless Mb for helping me stay caffeinated; I know, I've tried to decaffeinate, but after a couple days, I'm so wretched I want to die. No joke, I spent the first half of the week with a thundering headache, moving in slow-mo, wondering how long it would take for my body to be found if I took a Cutco steak knife to my wrists.

Mb rescued me Tuesday evening and took me up to her place. Gave me two 2-liters of diet Coke and the remote so I could watch Sons of Anarchy. What an amazing episode. Holy shit! )

I actually did some serious cooking last week, because that was what circumstances called for. Last Sunday, I did a turkey sausage and rice mingle that fed me for three days; the third day I raided my pantry for a can of chili beans and called it red beans and rice. For Wednesday and Thursday, I took the ground beef I got from the food bank and made stroganoff. Nothing fancy, but filling.

Yesterday, my food stamp benefits were loaded for the month. I was out the door bright and early, because I was out of bread and some vital condiments. Came home, and as I was getting out of my car, was approached by the gal from next door asking when I was going to cut my yard. (Last done 4/25. The back yard is literally up to the window sills.) Told her it's not that I like it like that; I just flat-out don't have money to hire anyone. Was open about how incredibly tight things are, basically I'm hocking heirlooms to keep the lights on...a little while later, her friend came over and whacked my front yard down to size. Huge difference! The back would still feed a brontosaurus for a week, but at least now it doesn't look like the abandoned houses on the block.

I went over to thank them profusely, and mentioned that BrightHouse has cut off everything, and she then proceded to give me the passwoord to her wireless. So I'm online, in my office, and after everything I've said and thought about the neighbors from Hell, I'm willing to admit I might be wrong. Yes, their six kids and IDEK how many dogs are freakin' loud, but she's a nice, helpful person. If there *is* anything hinky going on, I don't care (as long as it stays over there!).

I've got laundry going---I'm going to put it in the dryer when I'm finished with this---and I'm contemplating a lebanon bologna sandwich when I've done that.

Tomorrow after church, I plan to shop at Save-a-Lot, where I don't usually go. But I got a flyer advertizing some great 10 for $10 deals, and who knows, maybe they've overhauled the place and it's less squicky. (It's in the oldest shopping center around here, and last few times I was in there, it smelled...off.)

J is away on vacation for a couple weeks...I just hope everything goes okay. Her car is a little younger than mine, but not by much.


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* Actually, it's only my drama secondhand, so I'm not at liberty to dump it, but geez. I've never before been in the position of loathing the person one of my friends was seeing---in the case of GK's other half, it took exposure to him as a husband---but I really want to punch this individual in the face. Repeatedly.

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Argh, drama. Way too much drama, and no internet to dump it on*. It's been hell. but My god, I've missed youse guys. I'm back, and that's a funny story in itself. Let me see if I can catch you all up with everything.

Spent time at Mb's the week before last, got home and cable/net was disconected. I, being obsessive and resourceful, managed to get my converter box hooked up to my portable TV in time for Person of Interest. I get two channels: CBS and Retro. Route 66 reruns, anyone?

BrightHouse was even nice enough to send someone out to pick up the box, remote and modem...I know it'll be a long time til I can afford it again, but it saves me a drive out to the nearest cable office---which, with the cost of gas, is a Good Thing.

Right now, what gas I *do* have is being hoarded for jury duty, a week from Monday. I'm looking forward to it, and hoping that I'm needed for multiple days, just for the stipend. I haven't had a full tank of gas in months; at the moment, I have a couple gallons, and I'm wondering nervously if I have enough cans to make a recycling run worthwhile.

In the midst of my turmoil and strife, I got a belated birthday gift from Estonia: [livejournal.com profile] kukkurkurat sent me a fabulous handbag. It's a soft blue-grey silk brocade, woven with shimmery pastel dragonflies. Definitely not an everyday bag! Am trying to decide what to wear with it to church...possibly the dark grey silk top GK sent me, although it's probably still to warm for that.

Speaking of GK, she's been a busy bee: she's moved across town from where they were, gotten a new part-time job, *and* she's putting together another CARE package; she found a couple tops while she was out and about. (I'd told her that I've discovered that a lot of mine are too big, so I need replacements. She's sending two.)

God bless Mb for helping me stay caffeinated; I know, I've tried to decaffeinate, but after a couple days, I'm so wretched I want to die. No joke, I spent the first half of the week with a thundering headache, moving in slow-mo, wondering how long it would take for my body to be found if I took a Cutco steak knife to my wrists.

Mb rescued me Tuesday evening and took me up to her place. Gave me two 2-liters of diet Coke and the remote so I could watch Sons of Anarchy. What an amazing episode. Holy shit! )

I actually did some serious cooking last week, because that was what circumstances called for. Last Sunday, I did a turkey sausage and rice mingle that fed me for three days; the third day I raided my pantry for a can of chili beans and called it red beans and rice. For Wednesday and Thursday, I took the ground beef I got from the food bank and made stroganoff. Nothing fancy, but filling.

Yesterday, my food stamp benefits were loaded for the month. I was out the door bright and early, because I was out of bread and some vital condiments. Came home, and as I was getting out of my car, was approached by the gal from next door asking when I was going to cut my yard. (Last done 4/25. The back yard is literally up to the window sills.) Told her it's not that I like it like that; I just flat-out don't have money to hire anyone. Was open about how incredibly tight things are, basically I'm hocking heirlooms to keep the lights on...a little while later, her friend came over and whacked my front yard down to size. Huge difference! The back would still feed a brontosaurus for a week, but at least now it doesn't look like the abandoned houses on the block.

I went over to thank them profusely, and mentioned that BrightHouse has cut off everything, and she then proceded to give me the passwoord to her wireless. So I'm online, in my office, and after everything I've said and thought about the neighbors from Hell, I'm willing to admit I might be wrong. Yes, their six kids and IDEK how many dogs are freakin' loud, but she's a nice, helpful person. If there *is* anything hinky going on, I don't care (as long as it stays over there!).

I've got laundry going---I'm going to put it in the dryer when I'm finished with this---and I'm contemplating a lebanon bologna sandwich when I've done that.

Tomorrow after church, I plan to shop at Save-a-Lot, where I don't usually go. But I got a flyer advertizing some great 10 for $10 deals, and who knows, maybe they've overhauled the place and it's less squicky. (It's in the oldest shopping center around here, and last few times I was in there, it smelled...off.)

J is away on vacation for a couple weeks...I just hope everything goes okay. Her car is a little younger than mine, but not by much.


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* Actually, it's only my drama secondhand, so I'm not at liberty to dump it, but geez. I've never before been in the position of loathing the person one of my friends was seeing---in the case of GK's other half, it took exposure to him as a husband---but I really want to punch this individual in the face. Repeatedly.

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A good time

Sep. 8th, 2012 12:25 pm
vanillafluffy: (WNTW)
Yesterday was a blast. The weather looked threatening, so I boogied over to the Island early, despite J's injunctions not to show up before 7PM.

Publix has wifi. I sat in the foyer and fiddle-futzed around on my phone for a while. Went in and snagged a few things while phone was loading My Horse updates. Have been craving Lebanon Bologna for weeks, and was finally able to indulge in that and a loaf on onion rye. (Which was what I had for breakfast, yum!)

Back out in the lobby, because it was still only 6:30, when I checked out, and who should stroll in but Mb. I told her I didn't recognize her without the Akita! And as she was going in, who should come through the out door but J! I was highly amused by the convergence.

Mb made her all-day spaghetti sauce, and J procured cake and ice cream. It was nommy.

Although it's early (cos technically, my b-day is tomorrow), I got pressies! Mb got me some lime-scented soap that smells good enough to eat, on a great little soapdish. J granted me a free month of phone service. And GK's box, which I'd had her send to J's for security reasons, had arrived and brought much squee.

Best ensemble: A black pencil skirt, size 26, that fits divinely, paired with a fantastic print jacket. Mb and J both gasped and said how professional the combo looked. Myself, I think the jacket is a trifle boxy, but I have scads of things I can wear under it; it has colors that my wardrobe already features. The skirt is a smidge long, but I'm still staggered that I can fit into ANY pencil skirt, much less one that's a size 26. It's not THAT long. I'd shorten it a couple inches, but *I* think it comes off as conservative rather than frumpy.

Likewike the black skirt with a splashy dot print in red-pink-orange is versatile and fun---I have all of the above in tops. There's a pair of microfiber black pants of a style I've had before and worn to death. Can't go wrong with that. A cute little necklace made from buttons is a fun accessory that I'll probably layer with a similar necklace I have in black.

The less than amazing items are a sundress with an elasticized bodice---it's totally a mailbox dress, as in, good to schlep around the house in, but I wouldn't wear it past the mailbox. There's an awesome NWT croc belt, too tight, but in 15-20 pounds, it won't be. And finally, a khaki skirt, which I DO like, but Mb and J both gave it thumbs-down. It's pleated, you see, which might not be so bad, but it's slightly loose at the waist so it rides low, which does my hips no favors. (Still, it's khaki, which I've wanted for ages. I wound up wearing it for the rest of the evening with the top I started the evening in, and it's quite comfortable.)

Got skunked by J both games. Just wasn't quite getting the cards I needed, and she went out both times. *sigh* Still, it was fun. Those two always are.

Happy shout-out to [livejournal.com profile] pwcorgigirl and [livejournal.com profile] thru_the_blinds for their sweet birthday greetings, also [livejournal.com profile] kukkurkurat---great to hear from you, hon. Hope your job interview goes great! Early birthday kudos to birthday twin [livejournal.com profile] ruric---have a wonderful b-day and a terrific year. Best wishes on the new job, and let's hope it's contagious!

Have a lovely weekend, y'all!




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A good time

Sep. 8th, 2012 12:25 pm
vanillafluffy: (WNTW)
Yesterday was a blast. The weather looked threatening, so I boogied over to the Island early, despite J's injunctions not to show up before 7PM.

Publix has wifi. I sat in the foyer and fiddle-futzed around on my phone for a while. Went in and snagged a few things while phone was loading My Horse updates. Have been craving Lebanon Bologna for weeks, and was finally able to indulge in that and a loaf on onion rye. (Which was what I had for breakfast, yum!)

Back out in the lobby, because it was still only 6:30, when I checked out, and who should stroll in but Mb. I told her I didn't recognize her without the Akita! And as she was going in, who should come through the out door but J! I was highly amused by the convergence.

Mb made her all-day spaghetti sauce, and J procured cake and ice cream. It was nommy.

Although it's early (cos technically, my b-day is tomorrow), I got pressies! Mb got me some lime-scented soap that smells good enough to eat, on a great little soapdish. J granted me a free month of phone service. And GK's box, which I'd had her send to J's for security reasons, had arrived and brought much squee.

Best ensemble: A black pencil skirt, size 26, that fits divinely, paired with a fantastic print jacket. Mb and J both gasped and said how professional the combo looked. Myself, I think the jacket is a trifle boxy, but I have scads of things I can wear under it; it has colors that my wardrobe already features. The skirt is a smidge long, but I'm still staggered that I can fit into ANY pencil skirt, much less one that's a size 26. It's not THAT long. I'd shorten it a couple inches, but *I* think it comes off as conservative rather than frumpy.

Likewike the black skirt with a splashy dot print in red-pink-orange is versatile and fun---I have all of the above in tops. There's a pair of microfiber black pants of a style I've had before and worn to death. Can't go wrong with that. A cute little necklace made from buttons is a fun accessory that I'll probably layer with a similar necklace I have in black.

The less than amazing items are a sundress with an elasticized bodice---it's totally a mailbox dress, as in, good to schlep around the house in, but I wouldn't wear it past the mailbox. There's an awesome NWT croc belt, too tight, but in 15-20 pounds, it won't be. And finally, a khaki skirt, which I DO like, but Mb and J both gave it thumbs-down. It's pleated, you see, which might not be so bad, but it's slightly loose at the waist so it rides low, which does my hips no favors. (Still, it's khaki, which I've wanted for ages. I wound up wearing it for the rest of the evening with the top I started the evening in, and it's quite comfortable.)

Got skunked by J both games. Just wasn't quite getting the cards I needed, and she went out both times. *sigh* Still, it was fun. Those two always are.

Happy shout-out to [livejournal.com profile] pwcorgigirl and [livejournal.com profile] thru_the_blinds for their sweet birthday greetings, also [livejournal.com profile] kukkurkurat---great to hear from you, hon. Hope your job interview goes great! Early birthday kudos to birthday twin [livejournal.com profile] ruric---have a wonderful b-day and a terrific year. Best wishes on the new job, and let's hope it's contagious!

Have a lovely weekend, y'all!




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In some ways, it's nice to be home. I know where things are, for one. I'm not being pounced on by cats at 5AM. I have LJ, at least for now.

On the other hand, Mb is a great force for getting shit done. Last week, with her prompting, I applied for a new Social Security card, reapplied for food stamps (my benefits ran out during the Terrible Toe Debacle, and I hadn't gotten around to re-apping), renewed my Tracfone, sold my solid silver pre-1965 half-dollars for enough money to pay Allstate, and hocked two of my Dad's Gulf service pins to pay Geico.

I had enough "left over" to put $16 worth of gas in my tank, just over 4 gallons at current prices. I lost a chunk of tooth while consuming rice cakes and tuna, had one of my bedroom fans die, and tonight, my toilet is leaking around the base---and it doesn't seem to want to dispose of solid waste. I expect my cable/internet to be shut off by this time next week. *headdesk*

(Oh, and did I mention that by the end of this week, I'm supposed to renew both my car tags AND my driver's license?! I am SO screwed.)

However, thanks to Isaac, the humidity has been sucked away and it's been temperate. I actually dealt with my sinkful of dished at midday without melting down. That was shortly after a phone call from GK, whose fav thrift store was having a Labor Day half-off sale, and she wanted to know if I needed anything in particular. Yay, CARE package!

Anyway, that's what's up with me.

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In some ways, it's nice to be home. I know where things are, for one. I'm not being pounced on by cats at 5AM. I have LJ, at least for now.

On the other hand, Mb is a great force for getting shit done. Last week, with her prompting, I applied for a new Social Security card, reapplied for food stamps (my benefits ran out during the Terrible Toe Debacle, and I hadn't gotten around to re-apping), renewed my Tracfone, sold my solid silver pre-1965 half-dollars for enough money to pay Allstate, and hocked two of my Dad's Gulf service pins to pay Geico.

I had enough "left over" to put $16 worth of gas in my tank, just over 4 gallons at current prices. I lost a chunk of tooth while consuming rice cakes and tuna, had one of my bedroom fans die, and tonight, my toilet is leaking around the base---and it doesn't seem to want to dispose of solid waste. I expect my cable/internet to be shut off by this time next week. *headdesk*

(Oh, and did I mention that by the end of this week, I'm supposed to renew both my car tags AND my driver's license?! I am SO screwed.)

However, thanks to Isaac, the humidity has been sucked away and it's been temperate. I actually dealt with my sinkful of dished at midday without melting down. That was shortly after a phone call from GK, whose fav thrift store was having a Labor Day half-off sale, and she wanted to know if I needed anything in particular. Yay, CARE package!

Anyway, that's what's up with me.

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Got GK's CARE package on Tuesday, simultanelously with an attack of IDK...sleeping sickness? Bitten by a tsetse fly? (Hey, after the poisonous spider bite, nothing would surprise me!) Anyway two and a half days of mostly sleeping, waking to shower and fall back to sleep again. Blergh. I feel like refried shit. Hope I perk up by Monday.

The Nook is fabu. Was a little nonplused to find out that it isn't illuminated, as I'm accustomed to from the iPhone. Still, I've been happily engrossed. I'm currently in the middle of "Abe Lincoln: Vampire Hunter", which is rather different from the movie---better, I think. At least so far.

In addition to the Nook, GK's flat-rate box also included single-serving cups of chocolate-peanut butter, a small summer sausage, some licorice, a black cami, a dark grey "silk" blouse, a pair of licac pajamas----all of which fit. The PJ's really surprised me in that respect, since the top is 18/20, which I don't claim to be, and the bottoms are 22/24. There's also a handsome square aluminum bowl with a dragonfly perched on it, just the thing for my coffee table.

I'm going to go crawl back into bed now. Have a stellar weekend, y'all!

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Got GK's CARE package on Tuesday, simultanelously with an attack of IDK...sleeping sickness? Bitten by a tsetse fly? (Hey, after the poisonous spider bite, nothing would surprise me!) Anyway two and a half days of mostly sleeping, waking to shower and fall back to sleep again. Blergh. I feel like refried shit. Hope I perk up by Monday.

The Nook is fabu. Was a little nonplused to find out that it isn't illuminated, as I'm accustomed to from the iPhone. Still, I've been happily engrossed. I'm currently in the middle of "Abe Lincoln: Vampire Hunter", which is rather different from the movie---better, I think. At least so far.

In addition to the Nook, GK's flat-rate box also included single-serving cups of chocolate-peanut butter, a small summer sausage, some licorice, a black cami, a dark grey "silk" blouse, a pair of licac pajamas----all of which fit. The PJ's really surprised me in that respect, since the top is 18/20, which I don't claim to be, and the bottoms are 22/24. There's also a handsome square aluminum bowl with a dragonfly perched on it, just the thing for my coffee table.

I'm going to go crawl back into bed now. Have a stellar weekend, y'all!

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The presentation on service dogs went pretty well this morning, despite the fact that I overslept. Snoozed right through my alarm, woke, caught sight of the clock, thought it said 10:43 (Church starts at 11) screamed, virtually levitated out of bed, looked again, saw that it was actually "only" 10:13, and calmed down, but did not slow down.

I made it from bed to church in a scant 35 minutes, by virtue of knowing what I was going to wear and having it ready beforehand. (Zebra suit with cranberry red shell and shoes, shell and coral necklace.) I did not, however, have any notes, which made it challenging.

I'm told it was a good talk; I meant to discuss service dog etiquette, but didn't. Was going to differentiate between service dogs and theraphy dogs, didn't. I've run across several stories about service dogs in the news recently and touched on all of them, so it didn't go too terribly.

I'm taking a breather from my room; there's been a Hoarding: Buried Alive marathon most of the evening, and there but for the grace of God...saw a news story yesterday about a guy in California who lost it when city officials showed up on his doorstep. He shot one of them and held them off for a while before surrendering. Yikes. At times like this, I feel like a model of mental health (other times, I'm not so sure).

Got an email from GK that made me squee gleefully: She's got a new Nook Touch for me by way of some overpriveleged kid she knows who got it as a graduation present and didn't want it. Woohoo, he may not care for it, but I'm just thrilled! She says she'll get it registered for me and load a few books onto it. I suggested she scope out my Amazon wish list, which I should probably go update.

A pretty good day, all things condidered!

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vanillafluffy: (Rose keyboard)
The presentation on service dogs went pretty well this morning, despite the fact that I overslept. Snoozed right through my alarm, woke, caught sight of the clock, thought it said 10:43 (Church starts at 11) screamed, virtually levitated out of bed, looked again, saw that it was actually "only" 10:13, and calmed down, but did not slow down.

I made it from bed to church in a scant 35 minutes, by virtue of knowing what I was going to wear and having it ready beforehand. (Zebra suit with cranberry red shell and shoes, shell and coral necklace.) I did not, however, have any notes, which made it challenging.

I'm told it was a good talk; I meant to discuss service dog etiquette, but didn't. Was going to differentiate between service dogs and theraphy dogs, didn't. I've run across several stories about service dogs in the news recently and touched on all of them, so it didn't go too terribly.

I'm taking a breather from my room; there's been a Hoarding: Buried Alive marathon most of the evening, and there but for the grace of God...saw a news story yesterday about a guy in California who lost it when city officials showed up on his doorstep. He shot one of them and held them off for a while before surrendering. Yikes. At times like this, I feel like a model of mental health (other times, I'm not so sure).

Got an email from GK that made me squee gleefully: She's got a new Nook Touch for me by way of some overpriveleged kid she knows who got it as a graduation present and didn't want it. Woohoo, he may not care for it, but I'm just thrilled! She says she'll get it registered for me and load a few books onto it. I suggested she scope out my Amazon wish list, which I should probably go update.

A pretty good day, all things condidered!

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vanillafluffy: (My Tribal)
Back in the day, circa 1989, GK got me and a few of the usual suspects into attending Renaissance festivals, and at one of them, we encountered The Chameleon.



We got to see the inventor and his crew demonstrate its versatility, and SBJB, Doc and I all purchased one. (According to J, Doc had more than one, but whatever.) It wasn't what I'd call cheap, either---I seem to recall the ultra-super-plus size I got was about $75, making it one of the priciest garments I've ever owned.

They are NOT one-size-fits-all; according to the gal I bought mine from, they're constructed proportionally, a certain radius for the torso, a certain hexagon size for the correct length...anyway, I got mine ages back, grew out of it, and about ten years ago, when GK got into sewing cloaks and such, I gave her my Chameleon thinking she might be able to expand her repertorie (and possibly make me one that fit).

Fast forward to a couple weeks ago, at GK's hotel, when she brought out my old Chameleon and asked if I wanted it back.

I hadn't seen it in eons or had it on in even longer. Purely out of morbid curiousity, I tried it on, and almost had to be revived: IT FITS. (Worked a treat as a nightgown, too.) Yes, my weight has been up and down, but clearly more down than up.

Now if I can just get some of the rust stains off it...I might end up tie-dying it, or at least redying it something more saturated than candy pink....

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vanillafluffy: (My Tribal)
Back in the day, circa 1989, GK got me and a few of the usual suspects into attending Renaissance festivals, and at one of them, we encountered The Chameleon.



We got to see the inventor and his crew demonstrate its versatility, and SBJB, Doc and I all purchased one. (According to J, Doc had more than one, but whatever.) It wasn't what I'd call cheap, either---I seem to recall the ultra-super-plus size I got was about $75, making it one of the priciest garments I've ever owned.

They are NOT one-size-fits-all; according to the gal I bought mine from, they're constructed proportionally, a certain radius for the torso, a certain hexagon size for the correct length...anyway, I got mine ages back, grew out of it, and about ten years ago, when GK got into sewing cloaks and such, I gave her my Chameleon thinking she might be able to expand her repertorie (and possibly make me one that fit).

Fast forward to a couple weeks ago, at GK's hotel, when she brought out my old Chameleon and asked if I wanted it back.

I hadn't seen it in eons or had it on in even longer. Purely out of morbid curiousity, I tried it on, and almost had to be revived: IT FITS. (Worked a treat as a nightgown, too.) Yes, my weight has been up and down, but clearly more down than up.

Now if I can just get some of the rust stains off it...I might end up tie-dying it, or at least redying it something more saturated than candy pink....

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vanillafluffy: (Yay ME!)
GK got back from Savannah around 8, and we ended up staying awake til 3 AM cleaning. The results are nothing less than astonishing. Not quite "Having Martha Stewart to tea" level awesome, but if she weren't flying out this afternoon, it would be there by Monday for sure! I'm psyched!

I'd spent a couple hours trying to deal with the pile on the far side of the bed. I do not exagerated when I say it was nearly up to the level of the mattress (which is on a platform bed and is literally hip-high). Now it's completely cleared and swept and I have hopes of getting the mattress turned beforeshe leaves.

We paused for sustenence around 10PM. Descended upon Taco Bell and wolved down dinner, then over to WalMart for more trashbags and a fresh pillow for GK. She got sucked into the orbit of Discount Fabric and got a bunch, including 4 yards for me to make new bedroom curtains with. It's a cute print of yellow-gold leaves on an aqua background.

Back home, we worked on the living room, then the pantry, because it bothered her that I had cans and boxes and stuff all over the living room.

Today calls for recycling cans and canned goods---not at the same place!---within the next three hours. Finally, last thing before we turned in, we got the curtains up. They made the room smaller, but cozy.

More later!

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ETA: The cans brought in $18.50 (at 50 cents a pound, which gives you anidea of how over-run I'vebeen!), we donated a trunkful of canned goods and pantry items to the Sharing Center, and got padlocks on my gates. She departed about ten minutes ago, saying she was going to need a vacation from her vacation---I know the feeling! I only caught about three hours sleep last night---something tells me I'm gonna be zonked this afternoon!

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vanillafluffy: (Yay ME!)
GK got back from Savannah around 8, and we ended up staying awake til 3 AM cleaning. The results are nothing less than astonishing. Not quite "Having Martha Stewart to tea" level awesome, but if she weren't flying out this afternoon, it would be there by Monday for sure! I'm psyched!

I'd spent a couple hours trying to deal with the pile on the far side of the bed. I do not exagerated when I say it was nearly up to the level of the mattress (which is on a platform bed and is literally hip-high). Now it's completely cleared and swept and I have hopes of getting the mattress turned beforeshe leaves.

We paused for sustenence around 10PM. Descended upon Taco Bell and wolved down dinner, then over to WalMart for more trashbags and a fresh pillow for GK. She got sucked into the orbit of Discount Fabric and got a bunch, including 4 yards for me to make new bedroom curtains with. It's a cute print of yellow-gold leaves on an aqua background.

Back home, we worked on the living room, then the pantry, because it bothered her that I had cans and boxes and stuff all over the living room.

Today calls for recycling cans and canned goods---not at the same place!---within the next three hours. Finally, last thing before we turned in, we got the curtains up. They made the room smaller, but cozy.

More later!

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ETA: The cans brought in $18.50 (at 50 cents a pound, which gives you anidea of how over-run I'vebeen!), we donated a trunkful of canned goods and pantry items to the Sharing Center, and got padlocks on my gates. She departed about ten minutes ago, saying she was going to need a vacation from her vacation---I know the feeling! I only caught about three hours sleep last night---something tells me I'm gonna be zonked this afternoon!

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vanillafluffy: (Housework blahs)
Things got messy, literally, when we went over to NJ's after the Chinese buffet. Now, I make no bones about being a terrible housekeeper; I own it. But I could *hear* Kat rolling over in her grave as I looked around what used to be her house. It was filthy---and it takes A LOT to gross me out.

GK was even more appalled, after fighting her way through a sea of cockroaches to reach the toilet. She went back later, after NJ was off to her 3rd-shift job, and was there til dawn purging. GK says the place is call-child-protective-services bad, even after her efforts, because it's so buggy. It needs a professional exterminator and the services of a plumber and new drywall where the old has rotted out. It's BAD.

NJ was not pleased; apparently some papers were thrown away indiscriminately, but hopefully she'll get over it. She's been lathered up about how Bryan was supposed to be the house-husband since he wasn't working, and he didn't DO anything, blah, blah, blah---okay, we get it, honey---but you've still got kids at home, and that's not healthy.

I know my place is an unholy mess, but at least it's NOT buggy. (And no kids!!!) Thanks to GK bringing over what stuff her family didn't consume---they were in an efficiency suite with full cooking amenities---I cleared out my fridge yesterday morning. First time in ages! Not full-on scrub-from-top-to-bottom clean, but I extracted the green cheese and science projects and the like so that there's actually room for fresh stuff. Yay, fridge!

GK is returning here tonight after she gets back from Savannah, and she's promised to shuttle my cans to the recycling center in her big rental car before she goes to the airport tomorrow afternoon. Yay, cans! She's also going to help me hang my living room curtains, yay, curtains! Maybe even some of that tailoring we were talking about.... *crosses fingers*

I feel as if I've left things out...it can't be too important...now I'm going to go fix breakfast, then I'm going to start excavating cans in my bedroom, which I expect will take me all afternoon. I've already gotten two bagsful from my office.

TTFN.

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vanillafluffy: (Housework blahs)
Things got messy, literally, when we went over to NJ's after the Chinese buffet. Now, I make no bones about being a terrible housekeeper; I own it. But I could *hear* Kat rolling over in her grave as I looked around what used to be her house. It was filthy---and it takes A LOT to gross me out.

GK was even more appalled, after fighting her way through a sea of cockroaches to reach the toilet. She went back later, after NJ was off to her 3rd-shift job, and was there til dawn purging. GK says the place is call-child-protective-services bad, even after her efforts, because it's so buggy. It needs a professional exterminator and the services of a plumber and new drywall where the old has rotted out. It's BAD.

NJ was not pleased; apparently some papers were thrown away indiscriminately, but hopefully she'll get over it. She's been lathered up about how Bryan was supposed to be the house-husband since he wasn't working, and he didn't DO anything, blah, blah, blah---okay, we get it, honey---but you've still got kids at home, and that's not healthy.

I know my place is an unholy mess, but at least it's NOT buggy. (And no kids!!!) Thanks to GK bringing over what stuff her family didn't consume---they were in an efficiency suite with full cooking amenities---I cleared out my fridge yesterday morning. First time in ages! Not full-on scrub-from-top-to-bottom clean, but I extracted the green cheese and science projects and the like so that there's actually room for fresh stuff. Yay, fridge!

GK is returning here tonight after she gets back from Savannah, and she's promised to shuttle my cans to the recycling center in her big rental car before she goes to the airport tomorrow afternoon. Yay, cans! She's also going to help me hang my living room curtains, yay, curtains! Maybe even some of that tailoring we were talking about.... *crosses fingers*

I feel as if I've left things out...it can't be too important...now I'm going to go fix breakfast, then I'm going to start excavating cans in my bedroom, which I expect will take me all afternoon. I've already gotten two bagsful from my office.

TTFN.

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GK picked me up Friday afternoon and we went to Bryan's memorial picnic. It was pleasant. (I should say that my morning was less so: I got a new battery, but it was an ordeal.) The weather was overcast, but not raining. Humid, but there was a breeze.

Not a huge turnout; There was GK, her hubby and their two boys, Doc, his wife and their two girls, NJ (Bryan's widow), their two boys and one girl, and a few peripheral friends. There was more than enough food, a good soundtrack going in the background, and GK had a bunch of family photos as conversation starters.

It lasted for several hours, after which time GK and I both elected NOT to go to the reunion. Neither of us cared to go hang around a bar (especially after the free drinks rumor was quashed), so we went back to their motel on the beach and everybody got into the pool. (Well, me and GK's and Doc's bunch.)

Floating on my back, watching the sky go from teal to indigo to black was the high point of my weekend. I wore the Goodwill swimsuit, which fit and looked good---I will try to get a pic up, although the one GK got wasn't optimal.

I ended up crashing on their couch over the weekend. Not a pullout, just a basic barely six-foot long couch with a pillow. Hey, a/c and wifi for the win! Also, GK gifted me something I'd mentioned wanting, a southwestern-style woven blanket. It's brightly colered and just the right length for me to snuggle under!

Saw Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter on Saturday afternoon and Brave Sunday morning. Liked 'em both. Considerable suspension of disbelief required for the former, but it was still entertaining. The later was charming; I now desperately want a wee stuffed Angus!

Sunday afternoon, GK got in a bit of thrifting at MI Goodwill. This was her first trip to the new location, and she was mightily underwhelmed. I got a giant ceramic mug of a style I like for soup and such. Then we met CF at New Century Chinese Buffet. She and I and GK and NJ all had a great time.

Currently, GK and BlueRoses are in Savannah, visiting a home-bound friend. There's more to tell, but it's late. I'm tired, and I'm looking forward to being in my own bed.

More later....

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GK picked me up Friday afternoon and we went to Bryan's memorial picnic. It was pleasant. (I should say that my morning was less so: I got a new battery, but it was an ordeal.) The weather was overcast, but not raining. Humid, but there was a breeze.

Not a huge turnout; There was GK, her hubby and their two boys, Doc, his wife and their two girls, NJ (Bryan's widow), their two boys and one girl, and a few peripheral friends. There was more than enough food, a good soundtrack going in the background, and GK had a bunch of family photos as conversation starters.

It lasted for several hours, after which time GK and I both elected NOT to go to the reunion. Neither of us cared to go hang around a bar (especially after the free drinks rumor was quashed), so we went back to their motel on the beach and everybody got into the pool. (Well, me and GK's and Doc's bunch.)

Floating on my back, watching the sky go from teal to indigo to black was the high point of my weekend. I wore the Goodwill swimsuit, which fit and looked good---I will try to get a pic up, although the one GK got wasn't optimal.

I ended up crashing on their couch over the weekend. Not a pullout, just a basic barely six-foot long couch with a pillow. Hey, a/c and wifi for the win! Also, GK gifted me something I'd mentioned wanting, a southwestern-style woven blanket. It's brightly colered and just the right length for me to snuggle under!

Saw Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter on Saturday afternoon and Brave Sunday morning. Liked 'em both. Considerable suspension of disbelief required for the former, but it was still entertaining. The later was charming; I now desperately want a wee stuffed Angus!

Sunday afternoon, GK got in a bit of thrifting at MI Goodwill. This was her first trip to the new location, and she was mightily underwhelmed. I got a giant ceramic mug of a style I like for soup and such. Then we met CF at New Century Chinese Buffet. She and I and GK and NJ all had a great time.

Currently, GK and BlueRoses are in Savannah, visiting a home-bound friend. There's more to tell, but it's late. I'm tired, and I'm looking forward to being in my own bed.

More later....

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vanillafluffy: (Caffeine supply)
In a more uplifting vein than my last post, a few things have been going right:

The boil water alert has been lifted. Yay!

J drove me around to my bank and I got funds to pay FPL. Then she ran me over to WalMart (less than a mile down the road), which was amusing.

See, I haven't been to the store in more than a week, and was out of everything. There's a S'leven right next to the FPL pay station, but the prices are way better at WalMart. J was suspicious when I said I just needed a few things and would be out in 15 minutes. Her mom Susie was notorious for saying that and coming out two hours later with a train of shopping carts.*

I checked my phone for the time when I went in, and did some speed spending. The usual: caffeine, bread, cheese, eggs, lunch meat, munchies. And I was back at the car with my loot only to find her on the phone...where she remained for another 15 minutes, so I could've taken my time.

Battery situation: Called around and found I can get a reconditioned one with a 1-year warranty, $45. Given the age and general decrepitude of my car, that sounds much more suitable than a brand-new one for $85.

It's too hot to run around hooking up the charger and all that this afternoon. I'll do it first thing in the morning, to avoid heat stroke. Mb, God bless her, is going to follow me to the salvage yard in case I stall out. I figure I'll change out my old battery there for a minimum of back-and-forthing.

Afterward, I'll stop by the beauty supply place for hair color, go home, do my hair, and call GK. At least, that's the plan. In the last 24 hours or so, my mind has been havind a tug-of-war about going to the reunion at all. I know, I've been driving y'all crazy talking about it for the last six months, so WTF, Fluffy?!

Because, really, do I honestly think the great love of my life is going to swoop down and save me from all the crap in my life? Or even buy me dinner, which looks to be kinda pricey, according to their on-line menu.

Face it, my teeth are dreadful. My smile is more scary than seductive. When I say I'm hot, it's in the WRONG sense of the word. (I'm sure I'm going to explode into a sizzling pile of pork rinds any day now.) I'm terrible at small talk, and sometimes I don't even recognize flirtation. Yes, I can dress up, but I have the sick feeling that anything I do is going to look like I'm trying too hard.

It's a chance to hang out with GK and maybe see some people I haven't seen in umpteen years. Supposedly, one of the big cheeses is subsidizing everyone's bar tab. (Mind you, I'm a really cheap drunk, so not a huge incentive, but still....) That's how I need to think of it. IDK. I'll talk with GK tomorrow and see what she thinks.

Saturday, there is talk of seeing a movie. Which one will depend on whetheer the kids are off touring KSC. If they're not, "Brave" has been mentioned. Otherwise, GK and I are both enthused about "Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter". Frankly, I'd rather spend the $8 on a movie ticket than an over-priced hamberger at the reunion.

I'm just hoping the weather will be decent for the picnic tomorrow afternoon and to catch a swim in GK's hotel pool. I'm really looking forward to that!

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* That was right up there with her habit of telling someone on the phone, "I'm on my way out the door right now!", when in fact she was just getting ready to take a shower. I personally witnessed this on more than one occasion; the woman was constitutionally incapable of being on time for anything.

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vanillafluffy: (Caffeine supply)
In a more uplifting vein than my last post, a few things have been going right:

The boil water alert has been lifted. Yay!

J drove me around to my bank and I got funds to pay FPL. Then she ran me over to WalMart (less than a mile down the road), which was amusing.

See, I haven't been to the store in more than a week, and was out of everything. There's a S'leven right next to the FPL pay station, but the prices are way better at WalMart. J was suspicious when I said I just needed a few things and would be out in 15 minutes. Her mom Susie was notorious for saying that and coming out two hours later with a train of shopping carts.*

I checked my phone for the time when I went in, and did some speed spending. The usual: caffeine, bread, cheese, eggs, lunch meat, munchies. And I was back at the car with my loot only to find her on the phone...where she remained for another 15 minutes, so I could've taken my time.

Battery situation: Called around and found I can get a reconditioned one with a 1-year warranty, $45. Given the age and general decrepitude of my car, that sounds much more suitable than a brand-new one for $85.

It's too hot to run around hooking up the charger and all that this afternoon. I'll do it first thing in the morning, to avoid heat stroke. Mb, God bless her, is going to follow me to the salvage yard in case I stall out. I figure I'll change out my old battery there for a minimum of back-and-forthing.

Afterward, I'll stop by the beauty supply place for hair color, go home, do my hair, and call GK. At least, that's the plan. In the last 24 hours or so, my mind has been havind a tug-of-war about going to the reunion at all. I know, I've been driving y'all crazy talking about it for the last six months, so WTF, Fluffy?!

Because, really, do I honestly think the great love of my life is going to swoop down and save me from all the crap in my life? Or even buy me dinner, which looks to be kinda pricey, according to their on-line menu.

Face it, my teeth are dreadful. My smile is more scary than seductive. When I say I'm hot, it's in the WRONG sense of the word. (I'm sure I'm going to explode into a sizzling pile of pork rinds any day now.) I'm terrible at small talk, and sometimes I don't even recognize flirtation. Yes, I can dress up, but I have the sick feeling that anything I do is going to look like I'm trying too hard.

It's a chance to hang out with GK and maybe see some people I haven't seen in umpteen years. Supposedly, one of the big cheeses is subsidizing everyone's bar tab. (Mind you, I'm a really cheap drunk, so not a huge incentive, but still....) That's how I need to think of it. IDK. I'll talk with GK tomorrow and see what she thinks.

Saturday, there is talk of seeing a movie. Which one will depend on whetheer the kids are off touring KSC. If they're not, "Brave" has been mentioned. Otherwise, GK and I are both enthused about "Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter". Frankly, I'd rather spend the $8 on a movie ticket than an over-priced hamberger at the reunion.

I'm just hoping the weather will be decent for the picnic tomorrow afternoon and to catch a swim in GK's hotel pool. I'm really looking forward to that!

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* That was right up there with her habit of telling someone on the phone, "I'm on my way out the door right now!", when in fact she was just getting ready to take a shower. I personally witnessed this on more than one occasion; the woman was constitutionally incapable of being on time for anything.

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I have until Thursday to get the FPL bill paid. Loaned money to J last week, thought I'd have it back this week, but no, so sorry, it'll be next week due to some computer glitch with her check. (Start juggling!)

That's only the tip of the iceberg of suckitude, though---

Headed down to my mailbox this afternoon only to find a "boil water" alert hanging from my door. I haven't set foot outside since I returned on Saturday, so god only knows how long it's been hanging there! Next stop, amoebic dysentery.

Got a notice about my driver's license renewal---if half the horror stories I hear about the process are true, it may take me til September to organize it all.

Got a summons for jury duty next month...which might be good for a few dollars, IF they actually need me. Last time, I had to check in by phone and never got the word to report.

Called GK to confirm various events for the coming weekend and found out that her grandmother, who is the closest thing to a grandparent I've ever had, passed away last night. She was 98, and while we thought she was going to make it to 100, it was not to be. I'll memorialize her in a separate post, but this definitely caps the list of things that make this a very bad, no good day.

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I have until Thursday to get the FPL bill paid. Loaned money to J last week, thought I'd have it back this week, but no, so sorry, it'll be next week due to some computer glitch with her check. (Start juggling!)

That's only the tip of the iceberg of suckitude, though---

Headed down to my mailbox this afternoon only to find a "boil water" alert hanging from my door. I haven't set foot outside since I returned on Saturday, so god only knows how long it's been hanging there! Next stop, amoebic dysentery.

Got a notice about my driver's license renewal---if half the horror stories I hear about the process are true, it may take me til September to organize it all.

Got a summons for jury duty next month...which might be good for a few dollars, IF they actually need me. Last time, I had to check in by phone and never got the word to report.

Called GK to confirm various events for the coming weekend and found out that her grandmother, who is the closest thing to a grandparent I've ever had, passed away last night. She was 98, and while we thought she was going to make it to 100, it was not to be. I'll memorialize her in a separate post, but this definitely caps the list of things that make this a very bad, no good day.

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vanillafluffy: (Rose bouquet)
If your ears are keen, you may have heard me squeeing. This evening, after Mb and I went out for "coffee", I came home to the new Entertainment Weekly in my mailbox, and thumbing through it, I found out that Alphas will be back on SYFY in a few weeks. Happy, happy! (I'm also looking forward to the "Dallas" reboot as a guilty pleasure.)

Then to really knock it out of the park, I heard from GK, who went to the Comic Expo in Albuquerque today. According to her, "I met Adam Baldwin today! Got about four or five minutes, just him and me (and his aide). I got to shake his hand (twice), he looked me in the eyes and took his time. I was one of the first to see him on the first day of comicon so he was still fresh, i guess. I told him all about you and got him to sign an 8x10 made out to Fluffy! I also told him you liked Clancy Brown and he laughed and said how cool he is, that they know each other. SO! happy early birthday, I have pic in protective rigid 8x10 cover (also wore an "I (heart) Jayne" pin and he said, "I like your pin!". So that's yours too. :-) I'll bring on it June 21st...." Now all I need is a nice frame---and a suitable place to display it! Although..."I told him all about you"?! Oh, to be a fly on the wall for THAT.

Quotes around coffee because I never touch the stuff, and it wasn't all she had, either. Heads up, their new Real Banana milkshakes? Really have chunks of banana in them. It was divine, although butter pecan is still my favorite. Had that with bacon-chili-cheese fries and was blissed. Enjoyed the time with Mb---lately she's had stuff going on, so we haven't seen much of each other. It was nice to just sit and schmooze---and get out of the house for a couple hours---I haven't been anywhere since Monday. Sometimes I feel like I'm stuck in flypaper....

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vanillafluffy: (Rose bouquet)
If your ears are keen, you may have heard me squeeing. This evening, after Mb and I went out for "coffee", I came home to the new Entertainment Weekly in my mailbox, and thumbing through it, I found out that Alphas will be back on SYFY in a few weeks. Happy, happy! (I'm also looking forward to the "Dallas" reboot as a guilty pleasure.)

Then to really knock it out of the park, I heard from GK, who went to the Comic Expo in Albuquerque today. According to her, "I met Adam Baldwin today! Got about four or five minutes, just him and me (and his aide). I got to shake his hand (twice), he looked me in the eyes and took his time. I was one of the first to see him on the first day of comicon so he was still fresh, i guess. I told him all about you and got him to sign an 8x10 made out to Fluffy! I also told him you liked Clancy Brown and he laughed and said how cool he is, that they know each other. SO! happy early birthday, I have pic in protective rigid 8x10 cover (also wore an "I (heart) Jayne" pin and he said, "I like your pin!". So that's yours too. :-) I'll bring on it June 21st...." Now all I need is a nice frame---and a suitable place to display it! Although..."I told him all about you"?! Oh, to be a fly on the wall for THAT.

Quotes around coffee because I never touch the stuff, and it wasn't all she had, either. Heads up, their new Real Banana milkshakes? Really have chunks of banana in them. It was divine, although butter pecan is still my favorite. Had that with bacon-chili-cheese fries and was blissed. Enjoyed the time with Mb---lately she's had stuff going on, so we haven't seen much of each other. It was nice to just sit and schmooze---and get out of the house for a couple hours---I haven't been anywhere since Monday. Sometimes I feel like I'm stuck in flypaper....

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vanillafluffy: (Housework blahs)
It's not clean-clean, I wouldn't go that far, but I've scratched the surface of my kitchen, enough that I can get to the microwave. Glory be, I can nuke some of the stuff in my freezer. There's enough countertop freed up that I can attempt actual cooking---I'm contemplating mac-n-cheese---so I can use some of my vast stockpile. The fridge is still a biohazard zone, but one thing at a time....

What prompted this flurry of productivity? Several things: 1) The temps dipped to a balmy 84F today. While still warm, it's not so frackin hot that I feel simmered in my own sweat. 2) GK is going to be down in three short weeks, and she may be staying here the final night of her stay. (This also means I'll have to excavate the living room again, which is good, since I'll be able to get the new curtains hanged. I've had them for about four months, it's time they went up.) And 3) I'd arranged to take a bunch of dishes over to J's tomorrow and wash them there in her a/c'ed kitchen. However, she's got some drama going on, and I have a feeling it's not going to happen.

So...June's going to be busy. Because in addition to trying to raise the standards of habitation to "civilized", I *also* have to go through my wardrobe and collect the items I want GK's help with for tailoring. There's so much stuff that doesn't *quite* fit: Skirts with waistbands that are halfway down my hips, pants with hems that are under my heels, tops that need darts to give them shape, dresses that need overhauled---we'll be occupied for a while!

Oh, and first of the month progress report? 283, meaning I've lost a spectacular one whole pound. Hey, it's better than gaining!

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After the mac-n-cheese, I went back out and shifted more stuff around. Discovered that quite a bit of the clutter on the living room floor was empty shopping bags. As with the kitchen, it isn't clean-clean, but it's better.

I also whacked an opening in the heap of boxes between the kitchen and dining room. I was right: I *did* have a full carton of ramen somewhere. In this case, buried under empty 12-pack cartons.

This is the most I've gotten done in months.

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vanillafluffy: (Housework blahs)
It's not clean-clean, I wouldn't go that far, but I've scratched the surface of my kitchen, enough that I can get to the microwave. Glory be, I can nuke some of the stuff in my freezer. There's enough countertop freed up that I can attempt actual cooking---I'm contemplating mac-n-cheese---so I can use some of my vast stockpile. The fridge is still a biohazard zone, but one thing at a time....

What prompted this flurry of productivity? Several things: 1) The temps dipped to a balmy 84F today. While still warm, it's not so frackin hot that I feel simmered in my own sweat. 2) GK is going to be down in three short weeks, and she may be staying here the final night of her stay. (This also means I'll have to excavate the living room again, which is good, since I'll be able to get the new curtains hanged. I've had them for about four months, it's time they went up.) And 3) I'd arranged to take a bunch of dishes over to J's tomorrow and wash them there in her a/c'ed kitchen. However, she's got some drama going on, and I have a feeling it's not going to happen.

So...June's going to be busy. Because in addition to trying to raise the standards of habitation to "civilized", I *also* have to go through my wardrobe and collect the items I want GK's help with for tailoring. There's so much stuff that doesn't *quite* fit: Skirts with waistbands that are halfway down my hips, pants with hems that are under my heels, tops that need darts to give them shape, dresses that need overhauled---we'll be occupied for a while!

Oh, and first of the month progress report? 283, meaning I've lost a spectacular one whole pound. Hey, it's better than gaining!

0=0=0=0=0=0=0=0=0

After the mac-n-cheese, I went back out and shifted more stuff around. Discovered that quite a bit of the clutter on the living room floor was empty shopping bags. As with the kitchen, it isn't clean-clean, but it's better.

I also whacked an opening in the heap of boxes between the kitchen and dining room. I was right: I *did* have a full carton of ramen somewhere. In this case, buried under empty 12-pack cartons.

This is the most I've gotten done in months.

.
vanillafluffy: (Default)
Another package from GK arrived today, this one a box of thrifted goodies. She knows what I like, has a good idea of my sizes, and keeps an eye out for things when she goes thrifting.

This haul yielded two bras, 44DD. Alas, they don't fit. When last measured (January), I was 46DD. Yes, it fits snugly, but surprisingly, the real problem is the cups. I can handle underwire, but the contoured, foam-lined cups are made of fail. The right side is vastly too big, while the left side runneth over. I'm afraid I've been spoiled by Cacique, which are infinitely more forgiving of my off-kilter clevage.

However, the dress more than makes up for the dispointment of the bras. The dress is 57 varieties of awesome. It's chiffon over microfiber, a tawny leopard print, faux-wrap waistline, 3/4 chiffon sleeves. I don't like the sleeves, but consider that to be a fixable detail.

Oh look---I found a picture:



I think I'm going to wear it with a wide black belt for more definition. Depending on where I'm going, I have black or brown flats to pair it with, OR leopard print heels.

Oh, and did I mention---it's a size 24?!

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vanillafluffy: (Default)
Another package from GK arrived today, this one a box of thrifted goodies. She knows what I like, has a good idea of my sizes, and keeps an eye out for things when she goes thrifting.

This haul yielded two bras, 44DD. Alas, they don't fit. When last measured (January), I was 46DD. Yes, it fits snugly, but surprisingly, the real problem is the cups. I can handle underwire, but the contoured, foam-lined cups are made of fail. The right side is vastly too big, while the left side runneth over. I'm afraid I've been spoiled by Cacique, which are infinitely more forgiving of my off-kilter clevage.

However, the dress more than makes up for the dispointment of the bras. The dress is 57 varieties of awesome. It's chiffon over microfiber, a tawny leopard print, faux-wrap waistline, 3/4 chiffon sleeves. I don't like the sleeves, but consider that to be a fixable detail.

Oh look---I found a picture:



I think I'm going to wear it with a wide black belt for more definition. Depending on where I'm going, I have black or brown flats to pair it with, OR leopard print heels.

Oh, and did I mention---it's a size 24?!

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vanillafluffy: (Rainy day)
We had welcome rain this afternoon. I, mad woman that I am, went out and stood in it for five minutes then came in and took a (cold) shower and washed my hair.

It cooled things down a smidge, by which I mean it's "only" 85F.

Talked to GK yesterday...she wanted to ask what I thought of EW's Johnny Depp/Dark Shadows cover this week, and I kinda went, "Whoops!" Because, although she got a subscription for me a year ago and renewed it for my birthday, the episode of the missing mailbox kinda screwed it up. As I mentioned at the time, the post office started sending things back, including EW, leading them to cancel my subscription.

I had so much other stuff on my mind at the time that it never occured to me to mention it to GK. (I hadn't really missed it, truth be told.) However, at her request, I dug out a back issue, read her my account number, and she's going to follow up. Meanwhile, I need to snag this issue while it's still on the stands. I'm really looking forward to the new Dark Shadows, campy as it promises to be.

YouTube threw the new Spiderman preview at me while I was looking at something else, which motivated me to look it up on IMDb. Some of the casting made me cackle aloud. Campbell Scott, for instance, whom j'adore as Boris the Billionaire on Royal Pains (Returning June 6th).

I am fighting the good fight---and the urge to call for a pizza....

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