I have a cold that is completely in my head. Not "in my head" in an I should be wearing a helmet kind of way but in that it has manifested as full sinuses and a sore throat. I hate a sore throat. There are very few things that can make you feel as helpless as a sore throat. Because unless you're asleep, there is nothing that makes it go away. However, I have just finished a big mug of lemon tea, lemon slices and honey and actually feel better, OK, less sore. It's very delicious as well. I might drink this when I'm not sick.
Finally got to see the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show last night. I love all dogs but there is something alien and creepy about the Bull Terrier that makes you thankful you haven't met one in a dark deserted alley. I was pulling for the Old English Sheep Dog. So cute and probably the finalist who I am the most allergic to.
Monday, February 20, 2006
Monday, February 13, 2006
SSPQotD ...
Will work for shoes. I could never actually work in a shoe store. I would hide all the shoes in my size until I could buy them.
Live the life you imagine. This is awesome advice. If you try your best to become the person you wish you were, someday you'll realize that you're not trying anymore, it's just who you are.
When sweetness fails and tears dont work - nag. If sweetness failed and you had to resort to tears to get what you wanted - you didn't deserve it. Grow up.
Never understimate the power of shoes. Or Bags. Having on a great pair of shoes just lifts your spirits as well as your heels. Everytime you feel a frown coming on and look down, you see your pretty shoes and your smile comes back.
And your cry-baby whiny-assed opinion would be? Like one of my favourite sayings: Buck up and be a man, boy!
Live the life you imagine. This is awesome advice. If you try your best to become the person you wish you were, someday you'll realize that you're not trying anymore, it's just who you are.
When sweetness fails and tears dont work - nag. If sweetness failed and you had to resort to tears to get what you wanted - you didn't deserve it. Grow up.
Never understimate the power of shoes. Or Bags. Having on a great pair of shoes just lifts your spirits as well as your heels. Everytime you feel a frown coming on and look down, you see your pretty shoes and your smile comes back.
And your cry-baby whiny-assed opinion would be? Like one of my favourite sayings: Buck up and be a man, boy!
'lympics
It is time for the Winter Olympics and I have to say that what I have found the most shocking thus far is not the Wayne Gretzky Gambling Scandal, or Bode Miller's Drunk Ski confessions but the fact that I turned on my TV a couple of minutes ago and discovered that Skating with Celebrities is still on.
Why are you watching this when you could actually be watching people who skate as a vocation? Who are the best in the world? Who aren't just faking it to up their Q factor so that they can get some more E List reality television work in the future? I mean come on, let's support the actual athletes please.
Why are you watching this when you could actually be watching people who skate as a vocation? Who are the best in the world? Who aren't just faking it to up their Q factor so that they can get some more E List reality television work in the future? I mean come on, let's support the actual athletes please.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
explanation please...
today's rant
Can someone please explain to me why people of a certain age are not subject to the same rules of polite conduct as the rest of the population? In the last two days I have been offended by a woman coming up to me in a crowded restaurant, where I was waiting for a table by the door, and being told "you're standing in front of my coat, move." Witness to the woman at the table next to us not saying a single polite thing to her waiter, never even occurred to her to say Thank You after he busted his butt getting her order straight because she wouldn't actually eat anything on the menu. Then today there were two women having a very loud extraneous conversation in the archives. It's like a library, whispering is the accepted volume. But the staff will not tell them to shush because they're old, however if two teenagers were having an identical conversation, they would have been asked to use a quieter tone.
I don't buy the fact that the old deserve to be treated differently just because they're old. If I had behaved like that as a child my mom would have sent me to my room. As an adult I subscribe to the golden rule and would expect someone to call me on it if I was rude to my waiter or disturbed the other patrons. I think the fact that someone has lived a long life and is still able to get out and do various activities is commendable and to be hoped for in our own old age. I don't think that anyone should forget common courtesy and feel entitled to behave like an ass just because they happen to have lived longer than you.
Can someone please explain to me why people of a certain age are not subject to the same rules of polite conduct as the rest of the population? In the last two days I have been offended by a woman coming up to me in a crowded restaurant, where I was waiting for a table by the door, and being told "you're standing in front of my coat, move." Witness to the woman at the table next to us not saying a single polite thing to her waiter, never even occurred to her to say Thank You after he busted his butt getting her order straight because she wouldn't actually eat anything on the menu. Then today there were two women having a very loud extraneous conversation in the archives. It's like a library, whispering is the accepted volume. But the staff will not tell them to shush because they're old, however if two teenagers were having an identical conversation, they would have been asked to use a quieter tone.
I don't buy the fact that the old deserve to be treated differently just because they're old. If I had behaved like that as a child my mom would have sent me to my room. As an adult I subscribe to the golden rule and would expect someone to call me on it if I was rude to my waiter or disturbed the other patrons. I think the fact that someone has lived a long life and is still able to get out and do various activities is commendable and to be hoped for in our own old age. I don't think that anyone should forget common courtesy and feel entitled to behave like an ass just because they happen to have lived longer than you.
fits and starts
Some tidbits
Britney is not pregnant again.
Katie Holmes apparently is actually pregnant - no word on who the father is. I tried to get her to join my boycott of Tom Cruise but for some reason she didn't go for it.
Cellphones got some scary stuff going on.
Is it sad that I started counting down to the weekend about 4 days ago?
The unseasonably warm weather is freaking me out. It just keeps putting the horror that is a Canadian winter further and further back, meaning it will be July and we'll just be getting out of our Parkas. Yes, this groundhog saw his shadow, but this one didn't, so where does that leave us?
Maybe Phil is right and there will be six more weeks of winter, but when will these six weeks of ACTUAL winter arrive? Perhaps they will arrive when we least expect them, like the middle of April giving us both an early spring and 6 more weeks of winter.
Britney is not pregnant again.
Katie Holmes apparently is actually pregnant - no word on who the father is. I tried to get her to join my boycott of Tom Cruise but for some reason she didn't go for it.
Cellphones got some scary stuff going on.
Is it sad that I started counting down to the weekend about 4 days ago?
The unseasonably warm weather is freaking me out. It just keeps putting the horror that is a Canadian winter further and further back, meaning it will be July and we'll just be getting out of our Parkas. Yes, this groundhog saw his shadow, but this one didn't, so where does that leave us?
Maybe Phil is right and there will be six more weeks of winter, but when will these six weeks of ACTUAL winter arrive? Perhaps they will arrive when we least expect them, like the middle of April giving us both an early spring and 6 more weeks of winter.
Saturday, January 28, 2006
scary video for saturday morning
Sometimes you click around and end up following a link to something that makes shivers run up and down your spine. This is one of those things.
Happy Saturday!
Happy Saturday!
Thursday, January 26, 2006
SSPQotD
Good friends spice up your life. And a really good friend will keep you from burning yourself.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Haute Couture
Yes, I follow the shows. I have a very co-dependent relationship with Style.com. I check obsessively three or four times a day during the season to see the pictures from the runway shows as soon as they are posted. It's Spring/Summer 2006 and for the most part I am in love with what I see. Couture is Art - with a deliberate capital A. It is expressionism, craftsmanship and where style begins. Many of the ideas you see now and will scoff at as entirely being unwearable, will be walking down the street in about 18 months.
I am in lust with the Chanel and Valentino Collections. I need those Boots from Chanel!!! Valentino's suits are delicious. I am very glad I have my white trenchcoat from last spring because it is still the colour.
Not all is delightful though, there is something about Dior this season that just seems to say "I got half finished with the design and then decided to put it through a wood-chipper." I understand the statement he is trying to make, I just don't think anyone should have to wear it. Normally I love the avant-garde classicism of Galliano, so evident in the Fall 2005 Couture Collection but this time the collection is a little too "St. Bartholomew's Day Massacre" for my taste but you be the judge.
As an on-topic aside as to where I got my visual reference to the Massacre watch La Reine Margot. One of my favourite movies of all time (and the only novel I ever tried to read in French - tried being the operative word, thank goodness for translations!)
I am in lust with the Chanel and Valentino Collections. I need those Boots from Chanel!!! Valentino's suits are delicious. I am very glad I have my white trenchcoat from last spring because it is still the colour.
Not all is delightful though, there is something about Dior this season that just seems to say "I got half finished with the design and then decided to put it through a wood-chipper." I understand the statement he is trying to make, I just don't think anyone should have to wear it. Normally I love the avant-garde classicism of Galliano, so evident in the Fall 2005 Couture Collection but this time the collection is a little too "St. Bartholomew's Day Massacre" for my taste but you be the judge.
As an on-topic aside as to where I got my visual reference to the Massacre watch La Reine Margot. One of my favourite movies of all time (and the only novel I ever tried to read in French - tried being the operative word, thank goodness for translations!)
Monday, January 23, 2006
rock bottom
Reality Television has hit rock bottom.
I can ignore the wife-swapping, meet your new mommy/daddy, fish out of water, genre. I can ignore the your kids are so terrible you need to put it on tv and be told you're bad parents. I can ignore the ear splitting musical t*******m that is Idol. I can even fathom that people would enjoy Fear Factor - kind of like a horror movie or car accident.
Skating with Celebrities is the worst. I have not heard of half of these so-called celebrities, including one of the hosts. It's like watching an end of the year recital at your local rink. Which is only fun if one of your kids is in it. I don't know what the ratings are like but who would ever have thought that something would compare negatively to Dancing with the Stars?
I can ignore the wife-swapping, meet your new mommy/daddy, fish out of water, genre. I can ignore the your kids are so terrible you need to put it on tv and be told you're bad parents. I can ignore the ear splitting musical t*******m that is Idol. I can even fathom that people would enjoy Fear Factor - kind of like a horror movie or car accident.
Skating with Celebrities is the worst. I have not heard of half of these so-called celebrities, including one of the hosts. It's like watching an end of the year recital at your local rink. Which is only fun if one of your kids is in it. I don't know what the ratings are like but who would ever have thought that something would compare negatively to Dancing with the Stars?
Election Day
Just a quick reminder to Canadians that it is time to vote. It is important is to remember that people are dying everyday in countries all over the world for the right to vote. Don't waste it and dishonour those fighting for it. I'm not pushing my own political agenda. I don't care if you vote for the Pajama Party.
Remember if you don't exercise your right to vote - you lose your right to complain.
Remember if you don't exercise your right to vote - you lose your right to complain.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
hmmm
So I was clicking around and ended up on this. I'm still trying to figure out how I got so much Dixie in my talking voice... :)
Your Linguistic Profile: |
55% General American English |
25% Yankee |
10% Dixie |
10% Upper Midwestern |
0% Midwestern |
Sunday, January 15, 2006
sunday
Sassy Shoe Pad Quote of the Day: Aged like fine wine, complex and fruity.
I am complex, I am moving toward my mid-30s, and I am a little fruity. Although I like to think of my "fruitiness" as more quirky and unique than off-kilter which I think the word fruity connotates.
So my version of the SSPQotD: Aged like fine wine, complex, quirky and not to everyone's taste.
I am complex, I am moving toward my mid-30s, and I am a little fruity. Although I like to think of my "fruitiness" as more quirky and unique than off-kilter which I think the word fruity connotates.
So my version of the SSPQotD: Aged like fine wine, complex, quirky and not to everyone's taste.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Things I find enjoyable
Day of the Week Socks. Not quite as fun as Day of the Week underpants but you can show people socks without fear of arrest.
The Gilmore Girls. Cheese television, I could not be friends with these people but for some reason I love to watch them.
Vogue Magazine. I read it for the advertisements. I do wish they would start putting models on the cover again. No matter how many times Jude Law cheats on her I don't think Sienna Miller is charismatic or fashionable enough for a cover. I mean come on, she helped start the horror that is "BoHo Chic."
Crossword puzzles. On-line, on paper, I don't care. I even love the NYTimes puzzle, mostly because it's one of the few I can't solve on a regular basis.
My new IPod. It's pretty and black and carries a whole lotta music in a little tiny package. I especially like how when it's on shuffle it invariably will play Johnny Cash, Vivaldi and the Killers in that order. How I lived without it, I just don't know. My new game is to count the "Pod People" on the subway with me. The most I've ever counted in one car is 18.
Sassy Shoe Pad Quote of the Day: "My opinion may have changed but not the fact that I am right."
The Gilmore Girls. Cheese television, I could not be friends with these people but for some reason I love to watch them.
Vogue Magazine. I read it for the advertisements. I do wish they would start putting models on the cover again. No matter how many times Jude Law cheats on her I don't think Sienna Miller is charismatic or fashionable enough for a cover. I mean come on, she helped start the horror that is "BoHo Chic."
Crossword puzzles. On-line, on paper, I don't care. I even love the NYTimes puzzle, mostly because it's one of the few I can't solve on a regular basis.
My new IPod. It's pretty and black and carries a whole lotta music in a little tiny package. I especially like how when it's on shuffle it invariably will play Johnny Cash, Vivaldi and the Killers in that order. How I lived without it, I just don't know. My new game is to count the "Pod People" on the subway with me. The most I've ever counted in one car is 18.
Sassy Shoe Pad Quote of the Day: "My opinion may have changed but not the fact that I am right."
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
and now let us try actually posting...
In no particular order ...
Christmas was great. We had a really relaxing day, actually made a turkey, 10 lbs for 2 people was a bit excessive but boy was it yummy. I still need to work on my gravy but everything else was awesome. We cooked a lot over the holidays. My favourites were pasta with lamb sausage, tomato and feta; chicken, asparagus, zucchini, broccoli, beansprouts and spinach in a lemon sauce and the ever popular, specialty of the house, bistecca con balsamico.
We went to the Christmas Eve Pageant at our local church - they had a camel. A live, walking, spitting camel - it was pretty cool.
Saw The Producers and Rent. Both movies really tried very hard. It is really difficult to capture the energy of a live stage show in a movie but they both made really good efforts and were a lot of fun to watch. Every second Will Farrell is on screen you nearly pee your pants with laughter I was a little worried that I might have an accident.
Memoirs of a Geisha is a beautiful movie. The story and script are rushed but the cinematography and acting more than make up for it.
Finished reading Tuesday’s Child, by Louise Bagshaw - recommended only for a couple of hours at the beach.
Also read The Constant Princess by Philippa Gregory. After the disappointment of Wideacre I was really happy to read something that lived up to The Other Boleyn Girl, although not as gripping it was still a lovely read.
For Christmas I received The Lost Painting by Jonathan Harr, an account of the discovery of a lost Caravaggio painting. Really interesting, especially as it describes the work done by Art Historians in order to try and verify the painting and trace the paperwork (so similar to what I do for a living but so much more fun).
I have just begun Human Traces by Sebastian Faulks. I highly recommend anything he has written (I have them all) but most especially Birdsong. You need about a week to recover from this book because it feels like you lived in the WW1 trenches along with the characters. It's draining, heartbreaking, and exhilerating.
We have now begun, as the BC puts it, "2006, Year of Austerity." Christmas was a little over the top with the presents* and we are trying to cut our spending, eat healthier and exercise more (ok, just exercise). It's not too bad with the carb cutting and the fruit snacking. I'll keep you posted. We're looking at getting a trainer. Which will no doubt make for some funny stories.
*my presents involved some of my favourite initials - JC, KS, YSL, CC and I have learned the power of the purse. Seriously, I think we got reservations for New Years Day brunch because of the purse, they were full until I walked in and the hostess saw the new YSL hot pink patent bag. All of a sudden we had a table. It's sad and inappropriate but on the other hand if people are going to be that shallow, I will not hesitate to reap the benefits.
Watched some of the Federal Debate last night. OK. BC watched some of the debate while I read my book. I'm not sure which scared me more, what was being said or how they never actually said anything.
Go visit Pursuit of Leisure by my friend Skeelo, there's a lot of sports but we won't hold that against him.
Christmas was great. We had a really relaxing day, actually made a turkey, 10 lbs for 2 people was a bit excessive but boy was it yummy. I still need to work on my gravy but everything else was awesome. We cooked a lot over the holidays. My favourites were pasta with lamb sausage, tomato and feta; chicken, asparagus, zucchini, broccoli, beansprouts and spinach in a lemon sauce and the ever popular, specialty of the house, bistecca con balsamico.
We went to the Christmas Eve Pageant at our local church - they had a camel. A live, walking, spitting camel - it was pretty cool.
Saw The Producers and Rent. Both movies really tried very hard. It is really difficult to capture the energy of a live stage show in a movie but they both made really good efforts and were a lot of fun to watch. Every second Will Farrell is on screen you nearly pee your pants with laughter I was a little worried that I might have an accident.
Memoirs of a Geisha is a beautiful movie. The story and script are rushed but the cinematography and acting more than make up for it.
Finished reading Tuesday’s Child, by Louise Bagshaw - recommended only for a couple of hours at the beach.
Also read The Constant Princess by Philippa Gregory. After the disappointment of Wideacre I was really happy to read something that lived up to The Other Boleyn Girl, although not as gripping it was still a lovely read.
For Christmas I received The Lost Painting by Jonathan Harr, an account of the discovery of a lost Caravaggio painting. Really interesting, especially as it describes the work done by Art Historians in order to try and verify the painting and trace the paperwork (so similar to what I do for a living but so much more fun).
I have just begun Human Traces by Sebastian Faulks. I highly recommend anything he has written (I have them all) but most especially Birdsong. You need about a week to recover from this book because it feels like you lived in the WW1 trenches along with the characters. It's draining, heartbreaking, and exhilerating.
We have now begun, as the BC puts it, "2006, Year of Austerity." Christmas was a little over the top with the presents* and we are trying to cut our spending, eat healthier and exercise more (ok, just exercise). It's not too bad with the carb cutting and the fruit snacking. I'll keep you posted. We're looking at getting a trainer. Which will no doubt make for some funny stories.
*my presents involved some of my favourite initials - JC, KS, YSL, CC and I have learned the power of the purse. Seriously, I think we got reservations for New Years Day brunch because of the purse, they were full until I walked in and the hostess saw the new YSL hot pink patent bag. All of a sudden we had a table. It's sad and inappropriate but on the other hand if people are going to be that shallow, I will not hesitate to reap the benefits.
Watched some of the Federal Debate last night. OK. BC watched some of the debate while I read my book. I'm not sure which scared me more, what was being said or how they never actually said anything.
Go visit Pursuit of Leisure by my friend Skeelo, there's a lot of sports but we won't hold that against him.
Saturday, December 24, 2005
The Crowning Touch
Every tree needs a Tiara.
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(hard to post things in order, so bear with me and and keep reading below for the before picture).
Merry Christmas.
First there was a tree ...
The Before Picture
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You are probably noting that it leans slightly to the right. That's only because somehow we got a tree with a crooked trunk. It's been up for a week now and hasn't fallen over! (last year, fourth time was the charm.)
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Parade
OK. I need to eat a little bit of crow because I had a very nice time at the parade. It was pretty cold out but the parade only lasted 1/2 an hour and there were llamas. For some reason I have this thing where I get really excited when I see a llama, but only when I'm not expecting to see one. Llamas at the zoo hold no interest for me whatsoever.
Thursday, December 01, 2005
long time no blog...
So I've been busy *read - doing other stuff but perhaps not the traditional definition of busy* and didn't have much to say but it has started building up and now I have lots to talk about.
1. I'm definitely getting an MP3 player. Probably ordering one tomorrow or maybe later tonight.
2. I'm full on into my yearly snow denial. We had a serious amount of snow for three days. I don't like the snow except from December 24th to 26th. Then I would like it to warm up and become Spring/Summer. Those of us who suffer from seasonal affected disorder are pretty particular about our long days and warm temperatures. Besides there has never been an attractive snowboot. If you know of one please send me a picture.
3. Got together with some girlfriends last Friday for our now (hopefully!) monthly poker game. I missed the cards. I so enjoy playing and it justifies my addiction to poker on TV ... 'cuz I'm learning stuff. Can't imagine playing on-line or in a casino but fun to play with the girls. Although there is a lot more talking and much less playing that if there were guys present. I kind of like the more playing but hey I've always been a tomboy at heart. And I'm good enough to usually break even which means it is a cheap night out.
4. Had a big blow-up at work. One of the patrons (older lady with an ass the size of two beach balls glued together no this isn't relevant but I took the high road and simply left the situation and this is the only place I'll say it) started screaming at me after I tried to help her. I thought I was going to get slapped. Then she wrote a complaint against me. I keep getting little smiles from the staff so I'm pretty sure they're on my side but this woman keeps trying to provoke me by talking too loudly right by me, accusing me of hogging the photocopier, accusing me of crashing the computers (that was new today). It's actually one of the reasons I want the MP3, music and distraction without the hassle of my CD player. Took me about a week to come to peace - I realized that she only embarassed herself and that it is not about me and am doing my darnedest to ignore her.
5. Saw Pride and Prejudice last night. I'm still not a fan of Kiera Knightly but the lush cinematography and Matthey MacFadyen's eyes won me over. Obviously the BBC version still holds the greater place in my heart but this was a very enjoyable flick.
6. Just finished reading The Posionwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver. Ignore the Oprah sticker on the front. It was amazing. I normally won't read anything with the Oprah sticker on general principle but LS leant it to me and I couldn't put it down. I was predisposed to not like the father as he is a Missionary in the Congo and I disapprove of missionary work on moral grounds. Then I found out he believed girls didn't deserved a college education and hit them. Still an amazing book, the female characters are strong in their own ways and the vividness of the struggle of the Congo for independence takes on the role of a leading character. Read this book.
7. Made awesome dinners Saturday and Sunday night. Saturday we had lamchops with mint/basil pesto and sunday baked tilapia with fresh herbs and white wine. So yummy.
I'm really ready for the weekend but not especially looking forward. We're going to some Christmas parade on Saturday followed by a party in a small town away from the city. I am not the one who accepted this invitation. I like to be in the city. I don't like to be outside in the winter. I don't like parades. I especially don't like to be outside in a small town in the winter watching a parade. I've got to dig out my extra pants that fit over my jeans. I already am wearing two pairs of socks every day. All right, the two pairs of socks is mainly because firstly my "winter shoes" are too big and fit better with two pairs of socks and secondly because the majority of my cotton socks have holes in them. Happy Thursday.
1. I'm definitely getting an MP3 player. Probably ordering one tomorrow or maybe later tonight.
2. I'm full on into my yearly snow denial. We had a serious amount of snow for three days. I don't like the snow except from December 24th to 26th. Then I would like it to warm up and become Spring/Summer. Those of us who suffer from seasonal affected disorder are pretty particular about our long days and warm temperatures. Besides there has never been an attractive snowboot. If you know of one please send me a picture.
3. Got together with some girlfriends last Friday for our now (hopefully!) monthly poker game. I missed the cards. I so enjoy playing and it justifies my addiction to poker on TV ... 'cuz I'm learning stuff. Can't imagine playing on-line or in a casino but fun to play with the girls. Although there is a lot more talking and much less playing that if there were guys present. I kind of like the more playing but hey I've always been a tomboy at heart. And I'm good enough to usually break even which means it is a cheap night out.
4. Had a big blow-up at work. One of the patrons (older lady with an ass the size of two beach balls glued together no this isn't relevant but I took the high road and simply left the situation and this is the only place I'll say it) started screaming at me after I tried to help her. I thought I was going to get slapped. Then she wrote a complaint against me. I keep getting little smiles from the staff so I'm pretty sure they're on my side but this woman keeps trying to provoke me by talking too loudly right by me, accusing me of hogging the photocopier, accusing me of crashing the computers (that was new today). It's actually one of the reasons I want the MP3, music and distraction without the hassle of my CD player. Took me about a week to come to peace - I realized that she only embarassed herself and that it is not about me and am doing my darnedest to ignore her.
5. Saw Pride and Prejudice last night. I'm still not a fan of Kiera Knightly but the lush cinematography and Matthey MacFadyen's eyes won me over. Obviously the BBC version still holds the greater place in my heart but this was a very enjoyable flick.
6. Just finished reading The Posionwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver. Ignore the Oprah sticker on the front. It was amazing. I normally won't read anything with the Oprah sticker on general principle but LS leant it to me and I couldn't put it down. I was predisposed to not like the father as he is a Missionary in the Congo and I disapprove of missionary work on moral grounds. Then I found out he believed girls didn't deserved a college education and hit them. Still an amazing book, the female characters are strong in their own ways and the vividness of the struggle of the Congo for independence takes on the role of a leading character. Read this book.
7. Made awesome dinners Saturday and Sunday night. Saturday we had lamchops with mint/basil pesto and sunday baked tilapia with fresh herbs and white wine. So yummy.
I'm really ready for the weekend but not especially looking forward. We're going to some Christmas parade on Saturday followed by a party in a small town away from the city. I am not the one who accepted this invitation. I like to be in the city. I don't like to be outside in the winter. I don't like parades. I especially don't like to be outside in a small town in the winter watching a parade. I've got to dig out my extra pants that fit over my jeans. I already am wearing two pairs of socks every day. All right, the two pairs of socks is mainly because firstly my "winter shoes" are too big and fit better with two pairs of socks and secondly because the majority of my cotton socks have holes in them. Happy Thursday.
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