wednesday's child: Weird late night activities...

June 05, 2004

Weird late night activities...

It's so nice and quiet, and it's a Friday night so there's nothing urgent I actually have to do :-) THe rain seems to have moved on (though I like listening to the rain), Sparky's quietly (for him) snoring away in the next room, and I'm getting little "to do" things done. Finishing up my last load of laundry, this is the time-consuming one where I have to air dry everything and then hang them up in the bathroom. I accidentally dried one of my new pairs of pants in the last load, I'm sure now they are really capris.

I have a couple of really old brown glass mist bottles from back when I used Beconase nasal spray (from what I remember, it smelled like roses), and I fished them out and cleaned them up tonight so I can reload one with saline and the other with part saline, part Afrin. I've had a lot of other nasal spray bottles since I got these but they've all been plastic and for some reason they just don't work as well. I stupidly used the one with Afrin last night when I was having my sinus attack, and after I opened them up and looked at them today, I'm surprised it didn't make it worse (yuck, in other words).

My hair salon finally wrote back to tell me what kind of straightening iron they had used on my hair last week, they said it was HairArt, not Chi, but the stylist mentioned Chi at least three times to me. They look to be comparable in quality and price, I hope mine arrives tomorrow, I can't wait to play with it.

I just ate my 4 am chicken salad sandwich, the kitty helps me with the crust. She's an odd cat, she pulls my salad leaves out of the bowl, devours bread, and loves yoghurt and my Atkins shakes. When I had dogs I was used to having at least one head in my lap looking sadly up at me, but a cat? She doesn't lower herself to beg, though, she just grabs what she wants. She is a princess, after all.

Maybe when the laundry finishes up I can beat Sparky to the bedroom (he likes his La-Z-Boy) and read a bit. I'm actually sort of sleepy already, which is unusual for me. I think I'm going to go back to Old Navy tomorrow and get a couple more of their tees, the heathered ones are unbelievably soft, still afraid to put them in the dryer, though... I desperately need new Dearfoams too, Foley's is having coupon days, I wonder if I can find any with backs in June. I have flat feet and can't wear the backless ones, but have to wear something with these wood floors or end up with tendonitis in my heels. Ramble, ramble... Gonna go respond to comments now :-)

Posted by Morticia at June 05, 2004 04:08 AM | TrackBack

Comments

My husband would LOVE a recliner; I have a problem with the esthetics of the ones he would prefer. The uglier they are, the more comfortable they are. We were in a La-Z-Boy gallery several months ago, and I saw a big leather one that I can honestly say was actually attractive. Of course, it was immediately vetoed in favor of a big pouffy corduroy number that he sank into and began orgasmically sighing.

I need to see an orthopedist about my right heel; I can barely stand any pressure on it. I would venture to guess that I either have plantar fasciitis or a spur. Combine that with my chronic back pain and fatigue...well, what a package I am these days!

Our cat loves spaghetti sauce for some reason, ever since she was a wee kitten.

Posted by: CP on June 5, 2004 06:20 AM

La-Z-Boy has wonderful things, our couch, two of our chairs and our big coffee table are from there. Of course they've added all the really stylish stuff since we bought ours...

My husband is on his third recliner since we've been together, we just picked him out the biggest one they made, "The Atlas". It's not at all stylish but too hideous. We're both big on comfort, but I try and keep everything sort of simple and modern because our house is so busy with collectibles and posters and such...

That's the word I was trying to think of, fasciitis. I've had that before and I think I have it again (also in my right heel). All I could do about it last time was lots of stretching and those gel heel inserts.

My husband is five years older than me, weighs more proportionally, eats worse and never exercises and is in better health, it's not fair. Lower cholesterol, better teeth, better vision, just better genes, lucky him. He's a rotten patient, though, so I guess lucky me too ;-)

Our kitty likes spaghetti but I've never tried the sauce on her...

Posted by: Tish on June 8, 2004 01:57 AM

I guess that when it comes to truly cushy, comfortable recliners, function will always come out over form.

Our house is chock full of antiques, so there, too, a cushy recliner would look a bit out of place. Now, a mission style recliner...oh, well -- that's definitely form over function!

My heel has been killing me for months. You'd think that by now I would have gone to see an orthopedist, but frankly I'm tired of seeing doctors. If it's not my heel, it's my knee; if not my knee, it's my hip; if not my hip, it's my back...all the way up to my root-canaled, crown covered molars.

My husband, too, is not exactly a health freak. He drinks gallons of soda a day, eats Chinese food and pizza just as regularly, and -- this one is a charmer -- brushes his teeth maybe ONCE a day. The result? Good health (thankfully) and not a filling in sight.

Posted by: CP on June 8, 2004 10:21 AM