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Feb. 5th, 2006 10:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vanillafluffyChurch was good today--Suzanne the Psychic was our speaker (She's never given me anything accurate, but a lot of our members swear by her.), and Lady J was there--I adore her, she's one of the warmest people I know. She and Iryne both oohed and ahhed over my "show and tell" projects...AI thought the kyanite in copper was a terrific way to display it safely, and Lady J told me I must keep it, it's a power piece. The wearable vase was another hit...R said I ought to put a crystal in it, which is an interesting idea.
Stayed after church and schmoozed with R for a bit...played a few rounds of "My job's suckier than yours." (I'm not sure who won--she gets paid better, but I haven't quite as many back-stabbing @$$holes to contend with.) She also bought the rhodochrosite pendant I crocheted--$20!--that means I not having to tap savings for gas and groceries.
Came home and got the area in front of the TV cleared, with enough room that I could actually access the shelves on the left side of the entertainment unit*. Put away lots of DVDs. Not organized--I've been known to alphabetize them--yes, I'm one of *those*.
If you look at my e-unit straight on, the TV is in the middle with an open space beneath it and a closed compartment on either side of the opening. On the same level as the TV, there's a column of plastic grids on either side to hold cd jewel cases. Behind the grids on the sides of the unit are shelves for DVDs. There's a glassed-in section on top, divided in half--two doors--which runs from side to side. The whole thing is big and black, which goes with my black coffee table and penchant for modern design, and I loved the way it uses space. However, let me just say, don't ever try to assemble something that big while simultaneously trying to watch a football game you're passionately interested in--certain componants were reversed in assembly, and I had to draft someone else to fix it.
Speaking of football and passion, I don't often miss my ex, but I *do* miss football sex. Back in the day when He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named and I were still in the warm fuzzy stage and the Bucs were having some of their better seasons--when Tony Dungy was still around!--Sunday afternoons in bed with the game on were *good*. A few lively possessions and I got all enthusiastic...and so did he. *le sigh* I was NOT one of those stereotypical girlfriends who pitched a fit about him watching football and ignoring her.
Was underwhelmed by the Super Bowl itself, although the half-time show rocked! It wasn't the game I was hoping to see. I strenuously disagreed with several of the calls, but what can you do?! Loved both the Clydesdale ads, the Burger King/Busby Berkley/Chicago number, and the Nationwide fake-out ad with Fabio. (OMG, is he still around?!) The Dr. Seuss thing at the beginning was seriously scary--gawd, Harrison, is that what happens when you shack up with a woman easily young enough to be your daughter?! I spent the next hour expecting the announcers to start narrating in verse: "See Jurevicus catch the pass--he caught it then he hit the grass--Now they'll try to run around...and go ten yards for a first down." Like I said: scary!
Stayed after church and schmoozed with R for a bit...played a few rounds of "My job's suckier than yours." (I'm not sure who won--she gets paid better, but I haven't quite as many back-stabbing @$$holes to contend with.) She also bought the rhodochrosite pendant I crocheted--$20!--that means I not having to tap savings for gas and groceries.
Came home and got the area in front of the TV cleared, with enough room that I could actually access the shelves on the left side of the entertainment unit*. Put away lots of DVDs. Not organized--I've been known to alphabetize them--yes, I'm one of *those*.
If you look at my e-unit straight on, the TV is in the middle with an open space beneath it and a closed compartment on either side of the opening. On the same level as the TV, there's a column of plastic grids on either side to hold cd jewel cases. Behind the grids on the sides of the unit are shelves for DVDs. There's a glassed-in section on top, divided in half--two doors--which runs from side to side. The whole thing is big and black, which goes with my black coffee table and penchant for modern design, and I loved the way it uses space. However, let me just say, don't ever try to assemble something that big while simultaneously trying to watch a football game you're passionately interested in--certain componants were reversed in assembly, and I had to draft someone else to fix it.
Speaking of football and passion, I don't often miss my ex, but I *do* miss football sex. Back in the day when He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named and I were still in the warm fuzzy stage and the Bucs were having some of their better seasons--when Tony Dungy was still around!--Sunday afternoons in bed with the game on were *good*. A few lively possessions and I got all enthusiastic...and so did he. *le sigh* I was NOT one of those stereotypical girlfriends who pitched a fit about him watching football and ignoring her.
Was underwhelmed by the Super Bowl itself, although the half-time show rocked! It wasn't the game I was hoping to see. I strenuously disagreed with several of the calls, but what can you do?! Loved both the Clydesdale ads, the Burger King/Busby Berkley/Chicago number, and the Nationwide fake-out ad with Fabio. (OMG, is he still around?!) The Dr. Seuss thing at the beginning was seriously scary--gawd, Harrison, is that what happens when you shack up with a woman easily young enough to be your daughter?! I spent the next hour expecting the announcers to start narrating in verse: "See Jurevicus catch the pass--he caught it then he hit the grass--Now they'll try to run around...and go ten yards for a first down." Like I said: scary!
