Yesterday I spent most of the day at the witchy shop copying the book (finished lesson 4 and got 2/3rds of the way through lesson 5).
Today I've got dance class in the morning and then blissfully nothing afterwards, so my plans include getting day drunk and doing some chores.
Tomorrow I have work.
For Monday (which is for once a day off for my school), I'm planning on heading to the shop again to work. My personal goal is to be at least starting lesson 7 by the end of the day, which is going to be a stretch. But I'll at least be near the halfway point by then.
Our long weekend was last weekend - our last holiday until Christmas Day. Booo!
Today I had a new extractor hood fitted over the stove and a mirrored cabinet put up in the bathroom, by my go-to guy, Ray. I just ran a few errands, but traffic was horrendous and I ended up driving miles out of my way (but through very pretty countryside) to get to a store where, in the end, I didn't find what I wanted.
Tomorrow I'm going for a run in the morning, I'll call at the farm shop on the way home to buy some fruit and vegetables (their corn, grown locally, is amazing right now), and then it's football in the afternoon with my team playing one of our biggest rivals.
We're having lovely weather, sunny, in the mid-70s so warm but not unpleasantly hot, and with a light breeze. It's so nice to be out in this weather.
I really should be weeding my patio, but instead I'm going to sit on it and read. My neighbour's 11-year-old son is going to earn some pocket money next week by weeding it for me. I'd much rather pay someone to do that sort of thing for me than do it myself.
Today - grocery shopping and laundry. We're taking the kid to the pool this afternoon. He is just barely 48 inches tall (ok he's not actually there yet, probably half an inch under) which is how tall a kid needs to be to go on the big waterslides. He absolutely lives for this and the lifeguards seem to accept that he's close enough. The pools close after this weekend so then we'll be limited to the one in a very generous friend's back yard and then it will be too cold.
Tomorrow - a trip to the farmer's market in the morning with a friend, and then as little as possible but that will include a lot of housework which I cannot do during the week as the job is too stressful and the hours are long and the kid needs my attention when I'm home.
Monday - have to staff a work event for an hour (won't be too bad) and then I'm having my whole family over for a BBQ. Burgers and brats, lots of salads and veggies and wine and beer. Ice cream cake for dessert, just because I love it. Will go to Dairy Queen and buy one already made. Hopefully with lots of blue icing.
This entire neighborhood seems to be animated by living stereotypes, and so it has been mercifully silent since yesterday as they have all been summoned by their master to pay exorbitant gas prices and flee on mandatory holidays elsewhere. EXCELLENT.
The houses are all very close and my windows have been open since I got here. Should someone burn something, everything smells like smoke. When the neighbor immediately west is in the kitchen, I hear dishware clink in my bedroom. And then the people across the street seem to be keeping tabs on my comings and goings with clearly audible commentary.
Of course, I can hear all this because I'm no longer subject to constant sirens, bad mufflers, and endless traffic, not to mention drunks and really bad cover bands. Trade one occasionally shouty autistic kid for a crap bar? I will throw in free chips.
For what is a sizable city, it is actually the worst combination of suburbs and small towns. Even the food is dumbed down. What century am I in when pita bread is something I must have made up?
I'm giving out stale cigarettes for Halloween.
My slate just got cleaned off for most of the next couple months. I feel I should invoke some mad scientist laughter.
First I need to quash what I think is a cholesterol addiction. Surely this is the work of the self-perpetuating evil of animal fat.
Kill it with fire, you say? It only makes it smell more delicious.
I do believe a storm is coming.
Without intention, I invariably end up doing some kind of unusual physical labor on Labor Day.
Why, anything could happen. Hail of gun fire, rain of arrows, plague of lockjaw to cure the slackjaws.
We are in Virginia Beach for the holiday weekend. So far, there has been no end in sight to beer drinking and college football. I think tonight we are going to walk down to the boardwalk and watch Smashmouth play. I think Sugar Ray and War are playing as well? It's one-hit wonder night in VA Beach dear god. Unlike Kangaroo, I am quite eager for summer to end.
Vacation hangover here. We had a lot of fun, though, in Miami, on our cruise, and then in Maine. Jon and I are happy to just relax this weekend before going back to work on Tuesday. Meh. We had to hang around today waiting for our landlord to fix our toilet (the tank wouldn't refill), which he did, and then he raised the rent. He wanted $200 more a month, but settled for $100, and agreed to some repairs (plaster where needed and paint the kitchen, bath, and living room--not bad). Feh. Everything goes up except my pay. Plus my poor little 98-year-old ma fell and broke her elbow while we were away. We went to see her on Wednesday and she's okay, though. On the mend.
I'm kind of jealous, msali. I wanted to go there to see Barenaked Ladies but you could not pay me enough to deal with the crowds. Which also explains how I lived there most my life and have only been to the beach a dozen times (excluding the summer I worked at the beachfront Arby's).
It's been lovely so far. Walked home from bus stop last night and watched a Fred McMurray film noir called Pushover --introducing Kim Novak! -- with the Bear and some buttered popcorn. Slept in this AM -- so wonderful -- and made lovely blueberry, banana and apple oatmeal for breakfast with the Bear and the paper. Then off to acupuncture to listen to No Easy Day on my phone while the needles do their thing. Home for lunch and a visit with my Lazy Girl chair and check in on bunnies brfore leaving again for a long bike ride.
Tonight we are planning on a movie -- had a fun time seeing Despicable Me 2 last week. Tomorrow is yoga, maybe more biking or a run or long dog walk. Monday is utterly unplanned.
It's so beautiful outside. I will miss summer but enjoy the sense that the engines will soon rev for autumn.