Who decided that weddings in June were a good idea? That person needs to be wrapped in nylon and silk and dumped in the nearest volcano.
Ninety something degrees and almost 100% humidity in a non-air conditioned venue... beautiful, but when I leave thinking "Should I vomit, or ring out my underwear? Either one could only improve how I feel..." it's just not a good thing.
But congratulations and all that!
I'll be in an ice bath for the next 20 minutes...
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
I never thought this place was haunted...
There's lots of things you have to consider when buying an older house. There's always lots of work to do, things to fix. I've lived in lots of old places, even some that were purported to be haunted. I've seen some things I can't explain, felt some weirdness... nothing too crazy. And I think Max used to visit Phoebe in my old apartment, but we haven't felt his presence since the move.
Today somebody locked me out of the house. Yup, locked. Out.
I grilled on the deck tonight, and afterwards was running in and out to clean up stuff. The sliding doors in the dining room have to be locked from the inside. And you can't accidentally flip the lock behind you and close the door - it automatically unlocks if you do that (a nice safety feature). Yet when I turned around to come back in, the door wouldn't budge.
At first I thought the lock must be broken, it must be loose and I slammed the door and caused it to slip into the locked position... Ran across to the neighbors, borrowed a cell phone to call the dad, "can you please come and unlock the front door?" 20 minutes later we're standing in my dining room trying to figure out what the heck happened.
The locks in perfect shape. You have to apply a decent amount of pressure to flip in and out of the locked position. Test the safety lock feature... Nope, no way to lock it behind you. Could a cat bounce up and knock it into position? Nope, takes opposable thumbs to get that thing to budge.
I can't explain it. But I'm taking my keys when I grill from now on...
Today somebody locked me out of the house. Yup, locked. Out.
I grilled on the deck tonight, and afterwards was running in and out to clean up stuff. The sliding doors in the dining room have to be locked from the inside. And you can't accidentally flip the lock behind you and close the door - it automatically unlocks if you do that (a nice safety feature). Yet when I turned around to come back in, the door wouldn't budge.
At first I thought the lock must be broken, it must be loose and I slammed the door and caused it to slip into the locked position... Ran across to the neighbors, borrowed a cell phone to call the dad, "can you please come and unlock the front door?" 20 minutes later we're standing in my dining room trying to figure out what the heck happened.
The locks in perfect shape. You have to apply a decent amount of pressure to flip in and out of the locked position. Test the safety lock feature... Nope, no way to lock it behind you. Could a cat bounce up and knock it into position? Nope, takes opposable thumbs to get that thing to budge.
I can't explain it. But I'm taking my keys when I grill from now on...
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
My friends are silly...
But this is totally Cat & Diana... (Diana being the one in the fancy white gown). I love that the photographer let them be themselves!
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