01.19.2004 - 7:20 p.m.
You know what components make
up a very good Sunday? Excellent company, a shopping trip to Bed Bath &
Beyond, Michael's, and Half Price books, caramelized onions on
croquettes with figs and Gorgonzola cheese, and dulce de leche
ice cream. Individually, any of those would be quite nice, but
collectively you've got yourself a fine day indeed.
When Chiara showed up at my
house yesterday, Dog greeted her ecstatically, wriggling with
joy. "Who's a good dog? Who's a good dog?" said
Chiara, gallantly ignoring the wads of fur already sticking to
"You can call her Dirty
Sanchez if you want," I said with a wink. "I don't
I don't think so," she replied.
We did our shopping, had a
wonderful meal, and also got all craftified. Chiara whipped out
a glue gun, proving herself the Craft Master, and in short
time produced a lovely photo frame with pretty artificial peonies
arranged around its edges. While she did that, I slowly and clumsily
sewed the chewed-off leg back onto Dog's stuffed armadillo, pricking
my finger exactly four times.
Then we moved on to what is
in my opinion the most satisfying craft project in the whole
magnets. Seriously, it is so easy, and they are so cool.
You know what makes
a cool magnet? Benicio, man. That's a lotta white china.
She also helped me pick out
fancy cute new towels for the guest bathroom. See how neat, with
the embroidery and whatnot?
Okay, but when I put them in
the bathroom, they looked sort of
The walls have a vaguely mauve/neutral
stripey deal going on, and the floor has the same bland color
tone in a checked pattern. I have a couple of prints in there
that have purple tones, so I thought the purple towels would
be Just The Thing. But they seem to stand out too much, or something.
Should I get a darker shower curtain? Paint the molding around
the window? WWJD?
I went to the gym tonight, and found myself in the Dark
Cardio Room of Confusion. It's a huge room with tons of machines
that's kept in this twilighty dimness. I guess it's so you don't
feel self conscious, because you can barely see anything. At
any rate I plugged away on the boring-ass elliptical for 50 minutes,
which is like a world record for me. Which totally means
I can have more ice cream, right?
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