the primary colours are 1,2,3--red, yellow and blue...
worked in the thrift store today. weren't too bad. i took a lot of old and bad shirts off the racks and put out new stuff. sometimes our racks get stagnant. in the process i found some shirts for me, amazingly. i kept disappearing into our change room to try things on. one thing i tried on was this bright yellow gauzy button up shirt from old navy. didn't really fit in that the buttons majorly buckled. like if these buttons were broncos i'd be bucked off. but then i put this blue v-necked t-shirt on over top and voila! i kept it on and walked out and went about my day. later robin was in the middle of saying something and then stopped "hey! why do you have a totally different outfit on?" and i thought no one noticed me.
speaking of noticing, this morning kaz said to me "why are you wearing make-up? do you have something today?" "kaz, i wear make-up every day." i told him. *grunt* "looks different." says kaz. men. what do they know?
sorry to continue to bore you, but i went grocery shopping after work. i passed maria, a cashier i know. she always has a buffer up making less room for the groceries, but she's always really nice and chatty. i like her. anyways she was in the customer service area and i passed her with my cart. "oh hello!" she called to me cheerily. "you're here late." "shopping for myself." i explained.
wow. if i just told that story in conversation the person would look at me like "ya, what's your point? why are you telling me something so mundane?" i'm mundane. i'm a relater of boring details. gosh the truth hurts.
oh well. why stop now? so here's an example of how good habits and intentions disintegrate by the end of the week:
monday: elicia and i go for a brisk 45 minute walk right after she gets home. we then have a healthy dinner of baked bass, roasted potatoes and steamed broccoli and cauliflower. in bed around 10.
tuesday: we walk for 30 minutes, forgetting to walk briskly for some parts because we're deep in conversation, buy vera burgers and fries for supper
wednesday: both too tired for a walk (to give myself credit, i did ride to and from work and did an hour of yoga class), order thin crust pizza (aka, pizza on a cracker) in bed by 11.
thursday: drove home from work, did not walk, ate haagen daz dulce de leche (my fave!) half the fat and a cheese dog simultaneously.
you see where this is going.
on tuesday we went to rana's by invitation only garage sale. she gave us a private viewing. the real sale doesn't start until tomorrow. it's for her birthday and she's serving cake and she's donating the proceeds to the red cross in china. she's a cool lady. elicia and i had a fun time talking with rana and her mom and looking at stuff. the big thing is rana's super nice couch which she is selling for 50 bucks. we just have to see if it will fit through our dumb door. i really hope it does. imagine being free of the crusty ol' curmudgeon, gap toothed couch! i'd have to keep pinching myself. and i'm a nasty pincher so i'd bruise. just saying is all.
speaking of noticing, this morning kaz said to me "why are you wearing make-up? do you have something today?" "kaz, i wear make-up every day." i told him. *grunt* "looks different." says kaz. men. what do they know?
sorry to continue to bore you, but i went grocery shopping after work. i passed maria, a cashier i know. she always has a buffer up making less room for the groceries, but she's always really nice and chatty. i like her. anyways she was in the customer service area and i passed her with my cart. "oh hello!" she called to me cheerily. "you're here late." "shopping for myself." i explained.
wow. if i just told that story in conversation the person would look at me like "ya, what's your point? why are you telling me something so mundane?" i'm mundane. i'm a relater of boring details. gosh the truth hurts.
oh well. why stop now? so here's an example of how good habits and intentions disintegrate by the end of the week:
monday: elicia and i go for a brisk 45 minute walk right after she gets home. we then have a healthy dinner of baked bass, roasted potatoes and steamed broccoli and cauliflower. in bed around 10.
tuesday: we walk for 30 minutes, forgetting to walk briskly for some parts because we're deep in conversation, buy vera burgers and fries for supper
wednesday: both too tired for a walk (to give myself credit, i did ride to and from work and did an hour of yoga class), order thin crust pizza (aka, pizza on a cracker) in bed by 11.
thursday: drove home from work, did not walk, ate haagen daz dulce de leche (my fave!) half the fat and a cheese dog simultaneously.
you see where this is going.
on tuesday we went to rana's by invitation only garage sale. she gave us a private viewing. the real sale doesn't start until tomorrow. it's for her birthday and she's serving cake and she's donating the proceeds to the red cross in china. she's a cool lady. elicia and i had a fun time talking with rana and her mom and looking at stuff. the big thing is rana's super nice couch which she is selling for 50 bucks. we just have to see if it will fit through our dumb door. i really hope it does. imagine being free of the crusty ol' curmudgeon, gap toothed couch! i'd have to keep pinching myself. and i'm a nasty pincher so i'd bruise. just saying is all.
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