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Nov. 18th, 2008 02:32 pmA very smart dog with some very nifty owners uses a machine to help him play fetch in the house. It's about two minutes long.
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And, once again, hot tea is a true blessing. I've got a cold...as does Sam. The last time I was sniffly, I started thinking about the cold/s that would arrive this winter. And remembered that I had a small electric kettle. Last night, the coughing started, and I put my plan into action. I filled a metal tray with the kettle, two kinds of tea, a bowl for bags and such and my covered panda mug with the strainer. Thanks to the extension cord next to my desk, the setup is perfect. Yay.
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Oh squee! The Foo Fighters are going to be on Top Chef, on the November 26th show.
Now the question is, will I be able to cope with Dave Grohl *and* Tom Collicchio on my tv screen at the same time? I'm not promising anything, but I just might swoon. Luckily, I'll be sitting down at the time, so while swoonage may happen, thuddage won't.
Also, I'd be willing to give up "adorable Gail Simmons" for Dave...or the whole band could come, as a package deal. I'd be just fine with that, too.
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I got some of the best birthday loot ever.
Remember the Rizzo (from Grease, not the Muppets) Barbie I was lusting after a few months ago? So did my mom, which is why I now have one. Too bloody cool.
Sam made me a very cool card with her fairy stencils. I think it's the only card I've ever gotten with "Ta da!" on it.
And Jeff got me a bread slicer guide thingie. It's a wooden breadboard with a plastic guide attached to it. You put the loaf of bread in the guide and can use it to cut *even* slices. Which is something I just plain suck at.
He also got me some books that can only be described as frickin' amazing. Including Pratchett's The Last Hero and the Illustrated Wee Free Men, Maya Angelou's "A Letter to my Daughter", the autobiographies of Suzi Quatro (who was my very first girl crush), Lillian Gilbreth (I've been wanting to read her POV for as long as I've known about the book) and Rue McClannahan (I'm not too far into it, but it seems that Blanche wasn't entirely a work of fiction). There's also Chuck Amuck (the book, not the fabulous documentary. Though, that's on one of the WB Cartoon collections...I think it was three) and The Are You Being Served Stories. Hmm, those should also be in autobiography. Good thing I'm only reporting, not shelving.;)
Sure, I'm the one who put them on my wish list...but there are well over a thousand things there (I mostly use it as a reminder and am often surprised to find that other people know it's there) and what he picked were among the cream of the crop.
There's a chance that the child and I will make ice cream cone cupcakes later...but that will depend on how our colds are doing.
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Jeff gets home tomorrow, possibly in time for the Top Chef repeat at eleven (It is far more fun watching with him than by myself). I'm happy and can't wait, but Sam and I have been doing really well this time. Turtle too.*Grin*
This does *not* mean that I want him to go away again anytime soon. But it's good to know that we can cope...hell, we can do better than cope. And I'm proud of that.
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I cannot tell you why I really like these The End shots from various movies & tv shows. But I *really* do.
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D00d! It is *snowing*! Very lightly and it's probably melting as it hits the ground, but still. Snow. Nifty.
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And, once again, hot tea is a true blessing. I've got a cold...as does Sam. The last time I was sniffly, I started thinking about the cold/s that would arrive this winter. And remembered that I had a small electric kettle. Last night, the coughing started, and I put my plan into action. I filled a metal tray with the kettle, two kinds of tea, a bowl for bags and such and my covered panda mug with the strainer. Thanks to the extension cord next to my desk, the setup is perfect. Yay.
~~~
Oh squee! The Foo Fighters are going to be on Top Chef, on the November 26th show.
Now the question is, will I be able to cope with Dave Grohl *and* Tom Collicchio on my tv screen at the same time? I'm not promising anything, but I just might swoon. Luckily, I'll be sitting down at the time, so while swoonage may happen, thuddage won't.
Also, I'd be willing to give up "adorable Gail Simmons" for Dave...or the whole band could come, as a package deal. I'd be just fine with that, too.
~~~
I got some of the best birthday loot ever.
Remember the Rizzo (from Grease, not the Muppets) Barbie I was lusting after a few months ago? So did my mom, which is why I now have one. Too bloody cool.
Sam made me a very cool card with her fairy stencils. I think it's the only card I've ever gotten with "Ta da!" on it.
And Jeff got me a bread slicer guide thingie. It's a wooden breadboard with a plastic guide attached to it. You put the loaf of bread in the guide and can use it to cut *even* slices. Which is something I just plain suck at.
He also got me some books that can only be described as frickin' amazing. Including Pratchett's The Last Hero and the Illustrated Wee Free Men, Maya Angelou's "A Letter to my Daughter", the autobiographies of Suzi Quatro (who was my very first girl crush), Lillian Gilbreth (I've been wanting to read her POV for as long as I've known about the book) and Rue McClannahan (I'm not too far into it, but it seems that Blanche wasn't entirely a work of fiction). There's also Chuck Amuck (the book, not the fabulous documentary. Though, that's on one of the WB Cartoon collections...I think it was three) and The Are You Being Served Stories. Hmm, those should also be in autobiography. Good thing I'm only reporting, not shelving.;)
Sure, I'm the one who put them on my wish list...but there are well over a thousand things there (I mostly use it as a reminder and am often surprised to find that other people know it's there) and what he picked were among the cream of the crop.
There's a chance that the child and I will make ice cream cone cupcakes later...but that will depend on how our colds are doing.
~~~
Jeff gets home tomorrow, possibly in time for the Top Chef repeat at eleven (It is far more fun watching with him than by myself). I'm happy and can't wait, but Sam and I have been doing really well this time. Turtle too.*Grin*
This does *not* mean that I want him to go away again anytime soon. But it's good to know that we can cope...hell, we can do better than cope. And I'm proud of that.
~~~
I cannot tell you why I really like these The End shots from various movies & tv shows. But I *really* do.
~~~
D00d! It is *snowing*! Very lightly and it's probably melting as it hits the ground, but still. Snow. Nifty.