June 6, 2007
Success!
Washer is working well again, now that its had its stomach pumped.
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June 6, 2007
M = Maytag Man
Which, of course, makes me Maytag Woman. Well, not really. We have Kenmores down there, but Kenmore Man just doesn’t have the same ring to it.
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June 5, 2007
Spin cycle
O Appliance Gods, smile upon us this evening as we begin our treacherous voyage into the damp domain of a Kenmore HE4T.
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June 4, 2007
A Midnight Carnival
I found a new photographer through Lenswork whose work I really like, and I’m trying desperately to find a link I can post here so I can share him with everyone. I’m firmly against “borrowing” other peoples’ work, even if it’s in the name of promoting that person to the world. I try to think of it like this, “would I like it if I was out cruising around the Web and some random person had placed my images on his/her site, even if they were credited to me?” Nope. I wouldn’t. I’d think it was rather creepy as a matter of fact.
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June 4, 2007
Why you should always carry a camera
As we were getting out of the car at Target this evening, I saw another vehicle pull in that made me just start cracking up laughing. I couldn’t even get, “M, look! Zozo, look!” out because I was laughing so hard.
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June 2, 2007
A shitty day. Literally.
The beauty of having a laptop computer is that one can sit on the floor outside the bathroom and blog while watching one’s husband and father replace the wax ring on one’s potty.
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June 1, 2007
The next Ansel Adams?
M had an appointment today at 12:45 with his ticker doc. It’s now 1:36 and I just received this message and photograph, sent from his cell phone:
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June 1, 2007
Stupid. S-T-O-O-P-I-D Stupid.
We watched the National Spelling Bee finals tonight, where tiny people with giant brains collectively work to make us feel dumb as posts.
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May 31, 2007
La Traviata
It’s official: I love the opera.
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May 30, 2007
La la la laaaaaa
We’re going to the opera tonight. I’m very excited about this, as I’ve never been to the opera before. I’ve learned that we need to get there on time, preferably early, because if you’re late you have to wait in the lobby until the first intermission. I wish they would apply this rule at sporting events, as I’m tired of having to stand up in the middle of a play because people don’t realize that we’re there to actually watch the game and instead decide to go in and out of our row willy nilly.
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