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Not a bad day, so far
Sep. 16th, 2008 01:16 pmI'm still working on putting LJ tags in my journal entries -- I got back as far as June, 2005 before I stopped again.
I had a nice little visit with Mom this morning -- actually, Mom accompanied me on my dog walk this morning. For a little while, at least -- I have to walk pretty briskly with the puppers, and at one point, she was like, "Just go on ahead and I'll catch you when you come back." She's so cute. So I got a shower when I got back and then went over to have coffee with her and talk about Stuff and Things. We had thought she'd be able to take in the bridesmaid dress, but after looking at the dress, she's saying I ought to take it to a dress shop, just to be on the safe side. Hopefully a month is long enough to get alterations done. *crosses fingers* (She too was shocked at how huge the dress was on me.)
I didn't get any writing done yesterday (and I forgot that I wanted to wash the dogs today, d'oh -- I like to do that before my shower, because I work up a sweat wrestling with Sydney), so I'm going to make the oatmeal cookies of yesterday's to-do list, and then hunker down and get my 500 words done.
Also, going back through my old LJ entries has brought to mind a lot of awesome memes that haven't gone around a lot recently. I'm thinking about pulling a few of them out of mothballs, since I have a lot of different people on my flist lately, and that would make for a whole different round of madness and replies. WE SHALL SEE.
One of the sprinklers in the front yard is broken, and so now we have a lovely dead patch on the lawn, and the woman our landlord gets to "fix" the sprinkler system is puttering around outside, which means several things for me:
1. She will turn on the sprinkler system in the middle of the afternoon, and never come back to turn it off. Which means that the yard will be a muddy mess, because she does not tell me (a) that she's turning on the sprinklers or (b) how long I should let them run. Nor does she seem to realize that running the sprinklers in the middle of the day actually contributes to burnt grass. Sigh.
2. Anytime I try to let the dogs out for potty, we will all get soaking wet. Double sigh.
3. Darwin and Sydney will run to the window and bark like the hounds of HELL because there's someone in our yard. Triple sigh with a side of headache.
I had a nice little visit with Mom this morning -- actually, Mom accompanied me on my dog walk this morning. For a little while, at least -- I have to walk pretty briskly with the puppers, and at one point, she was like, "Just go on ahead and I'll catch you when you come back." She's so cute. So I got a shower when I got back and then went over to have coffee with her and talk about Stuff and Things. We had thought she'd be able to take in the bridesmaid dress, but after looking at the dress, she's saying I ought to take it to a dress shop, just to be on the safe side. Hopefully a month is long enough to get alterations done. *crosses fingers* (She too was shocked at how huge the dress was on me.)
I didn't get any writing done yesterday (and I forgot that I wanted to wash the dogs today, d'oh -- I like to do that before my shower, because I work up a sweat wrestling with Sydney), so I'm going to make the oatmeal cookies of yesterday's to-do list, and then hunker down and get my 500 words done.
Also, going back through my old LJ entries has brought to mind a lot of awesome memes that haven't gone around a lot recently. I'm thinking about pulling a few of them out of mothballs, since I have a lot of different people on my flist lately, and that would make for a whole different round of madness and replies. WE SHALL SEE.
One of the sprinklers in the front yard is broken, and so now we have a lovely dead patch on the lawn, and the woman our landlord gets to "fix" the sprinkler system is puttering around outside, which means several things for me:
1. She will turn on the sprinkler system in the middle of the afternoon, and never come back to turn it off. Which means that the yard will be a muddy mess, because she does not tell me (a) that she's turning on the sprinklers or (b) how long I should let them run. Nor does she seem to realize that running the sprinklers in the middle of the day actually contributes to burnt grass. Sigh.
2. Anytime I try to let the dogs out for potty, we will all get soaking wet. Double sigh.
3. Darwin and Sydney will run to the window and bark like the hounds of HELL because there's someone in our yard. Triple sigh with a side of headache.
