I spotted this on DeMilked and thought it is one of the coolest things I've ever seen. It certainly could be quite overwhelming for the claustrophobic. But if I were to have the opportunity to experience this, I would pop a Xanax and take the dive! And when dining, I think I will order turf and skip the surf - let's not anger the natives....
Monday, September 19, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Say It Ain't So!!
Unfortunately, it was SO, so.
I was a complete couch potato this Sunday. I'm finally sitting at my desk, thinking about my tasks for the week ahead and groan inwardly at the amount of tv binging I did. Hubby was out of town on business and a girlfriend of mine came over this morning, bearing two, fresh baguettes and some burrata cheese and we binged on carbs, fat and Harry Potter dvds all day. It was lovely! But there is a little bit of guilt setting in right now, so I'm going to make a big, fat list of to-dos as penance!
Hope everyone had a lovely weekend.
I was a complete couch potato this Sunday. I'm finally sitting at my desk, thinking about my tasks for the week ahead and groan inwardly at the amount of tv binging I did. Hubby was out of town on business and a girlfriend of mine came over this morning, bearing two, fresh baguettes and some burrata cheese and we binged on carbs, fat and Harry Potter dvds all day. It was lovely! But there is a little bit of guilt setting in right now, so I'm going to make a big, fat list of to-dos as penance!
Hope everyone had a lovely weekend.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Big Ups!
I hate waiting for deliveries. I am one of those people who will sit by the window all day, looking out, if I could. Every time I hear the sound of a truck passing by, I will pop right up and out of my seat to see if I can spot a glimpse of brown and yellow. Will the package come? WHEN will it come? Will it get sent to the wrong place? Will I be in the bathroom and miss the knock of the delivery man? What if I wait all day and the package doesn't come? And then on top of all that, I get grumpy at feeling like I've been held hostage all day to the house, waiting for something.
Our "fancy" little neighborhood is not immune to crime. Last year, I had a package delivered while I was out of town for a night. The UPS man tossed the box over the metal gate. By the time I got home, all that was left was an open gate and empty box. Since that experience, I religiously track shipments and arrange my schedule so that I'd be home when I'm expecting.
Today's package is a doozy. I ordered some new equipment and materials. Going to take a step into the metal clay world, with options in bronze and steel and copper working. Yes, there is a small kiln that is due today. I am so excited and so nervous. First, about the delivery. Second, everything else after that. I think I think too much and that's part of my problem. But that's one of the many things I do and I just can't help it. Nor can I help how rambling today's post is.
I think I hear a truck. I need to go check...
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