Things I had to Troubleshoot:
1.) The noncompliant shirt (No, showing bra is NOT the new hipster-thang): I had to get all girl-scouty on my tank top, as I managed to break the strap and my bracelet [insert swear here] in a matter of a minute. It was sort of a disconcerting way to start the day, but I was determined to wear what I wanted (minus the bracelet.)
2.) The lack of car. Sunday's adventures included parking in a admittedly weird spot (but hey! 4 other people did it...yeah, that excuse didn't work with my parents either, back in the day) and then coming back 3.5 hours later to no vehicle. My friends escorted me to the public safety office, while reporting that neighbors had complained that there wasn't ENOUGH towing recently. Well, I'm damn glad they turned a new leaf for little ole' me...
Things I Enjoyed Immensely:
1.) Trip to the Natural History Museum/Planatarium. OK, ok, I *may* have fallen asleep during part of the Star Show, but both the snooze and the non-snooze parts were good. And a better-than-honorable mention goes to the "scales" exhibit, where they attempt to convey how large the universe is and how small an electron is. Oh, and the exhibit on biodiversity and dinosaur fossils rocked as well. Liked i, liked it, liked it!
2.) Eating a Russian/English Easter Brunch. (Russian orthodox uses a Julian calendar for holidays, so they're behind Catholic-Easter sometimes, BTW. ) I had a sweet bread called kulich and an accompanying sweet cheese spread called paskha (Russsian) and English Trifle, as well. Oh, and some borsht that was to die for. ALL from scratch. My friend is basically Laura Ingalls Wilder in the City. Case in point: She makes her own goat cheese.
Things That Almost Got me Killed:
1.) Texting while driving. Well, not really, there were no "close-calls" to speak of, however, thinking back on it, it just doesn't seem like a bright idea. (Although, at the time I thought it was absolutely brilliant.) My British girlfriend tells me she can text with her eyes closed. I, on the other hand, am such a novice that it takes me a solid 2 minutes to spell out H-E-L-L-O. ;)
And that's the recap, boys and girls.
Pa
3 years ago
6 comments:
Wow, Planetarium - never been to one. I would ask you what it was like, BBFK, but I know I'd only get half the story ;)
And of all the places to have text, tsk, whilst driving... you naughty girl >:| ;)
Lever: What?!? I may have rethink my view of English boys as cool. ;) Planetariums rock-I can tell you this based on more than my last trip. I was REALLY tired, otherwise I wouldn't have missed a second of the show... ;)
And as far as texting while you're driving, you must assume that either a.) A terrible emergency must have come up b.) I was caught in non-moving traffic or c.) There was a hot boy on the other end that I was trying to seduce. ;) You pick.
Is Masha really a DIY goat cheese girl? I am astounded and very amused. Remind me to ask my mother to show me how to make tofu from scratch!
Johnny crash:
(laughing) Those parts don't *need* hoisting thank-you-very much. ;) (*still* laughing...)
And well, cool. I'll try to keep posting. ;)
Keeefer:
Sneaky plan. 'Of course when it backfires and I end up in the slammer, then I'll send you my blog password so you can cover for me, K? ;)
Ergo:
A big affirmative. That woman has got skillz! And tofu, from scratch? Is there a benefit to that? (Sorry to be so dim...)
;)
I adore museums. I think I was deprived as a child so now I have this deprivation factor pushing me to over- indulge whenever the opportunity strikes.
Also: she makes her own goat cheese!?!?!?!
And: when I got so proficient at texting people (I typed so well on that thing I was doing 60 words a minute), I realized it was time to give up the cell phone. Haven't touched one since.
Finally: glad I read the long version. Well, had it read for me, but you know what I mean. Your stories are the best.
Jay: We'll have to hit a museum together sometime. I'm also a HUGE fan.
And yes, to the goat cheese exclamation. But common, girl , you have your own supa-baking skilz, as well. You hold your own...
I think I'm a 1 character a minute texter. Sorta embarrassing. People must think that I'm not near my cell phone, when in reality I'm trying to plunk out a little, baby message. I need texting- remediation. :)
And thanks, girl. I think my head just enlarged a bit, from that complement. ;)
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