Monday, March 08, 2004
"the time has come," the Walrus said, "to talk of many things"............
Oh, so many things to catch up on.
I got up at noon today - early for me, right? I got up because I couldn't get back to sleep and got tired of laying there. Bear was up and movin around and so I got up and went to the sofa. I was up most of the night being ill, I think I ate something that wasn't quite good or something, I dunno. I just know that my burger and fries didn't stay long enough to count as a dinner guest. So today I feel sort of out of sorts (if anyone has any extras lying about that you aren't using, could you send them my way please? thanks) I had plans for today, too. I was going to buy fabric and make curtains - or at least attempt to make them. I was looking for new ones in both Wally-world and Tarjay, and I'm sorry, I just refuse to pay $20 for a single panel. Nope, sorry, won't do it. But I guess that will wait till tomorrow. There's a nap coming up soon. The only decision is where shall I snooze, the sofa or the bed? The big old bed is looking real comfy .... and I'm thinking that's where I'll land.
No word from the evils. They probably won't get their letters till tomorrow, and I've decided that any questions (demands) will be referred to the attorney. That's what he gets paid for, after all.
Bear told me last night that I can plant some tomato plants by the shed! I'm quite terribly excited about this. I've never had a garden of my own and I think it's gonna be a lotta fun. And I LOVE tomatoes so I hope to grow really really huge and tasty ones and pig out all summer on them. ;-) I'm thinkin I might even sneak in a couple squash thingies - he hates em but I love em. ;-) And he won't mind, really. Now, if I put in broccolli, that might be another story.
This weekend I learned that one cannot, no matter how hard one tries, deep fry vitamins. ~~giggles~~ We keep the vitamins in the closet over the counter where we keep the Fry Daddy (which is Bear's favorite kitchen appliance.) For some reason, I always think that it's time to take my vitamins when he has the Fry Daddy fired up and the grease is all hot and liquid. I knew it was just a matter of time and the other night it finally happened. The vitamin bottle slipped out of my hand and landed in the grease. While trying really hard not to laugh, I'm going "Bear, Bear, vitamins, in the grease! Quick, quick!" Because you see, he had the spatula in his hand and I had nothing to fish them out with. He dashed across the kitchen and scooped them out - and when he realized that the cover was still on the bottle so there was really no damage done to anything, we both started to giggle. And then we giggled some more and then we laughed out loud. And the best part is, the vitamins are fine, heehee. (But I think it was the fries that made me sick, darnit.)

so the princess declares 4:30 PM