Mar

28

Decisions, decisions

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March 28, 2007

I had this feeling like I should change the subject (although holy shit you guys crack me up). Hey look! It’s Cat, baleful and no doubt plotting to eat the flesh from our faces:

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And Dog, demonstrating all that is stupid and good in the world:

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Also, the boy is suspicious (FOR A CHANGE):

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So I could use your opinion on some kitchen-remodel stuff. First, what do you think of the paint color on the left?

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That is Benjamin Moore’s Powell Buff, the right color is Golden Honey or something like that. Too yellow, I think. The granite color is in front, I think the Powell color looks pretty good with it but as I’ve stated before, I’m kind of a dumbass about this stuff.

We also have to decide what sort of built-in furniture we’ll be putting into the small breakfast nook that will be built. JB likes this style:

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It comes from this website, we can basically ask the builders to match some existing design. What say you, would that type of nook seating go okay with the cabinet style we’re choosing?

Finally, I’d like to state for the record that not only is it never too early to start with the Red Bull, apparently in our home there exists a helpful Can Pickup Fairy whose job it is to trail the male adult all around the house tidying after his little aluminum remains. I can think of no other explanation, anyway, for THIS:

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Mar

28

Go shorty

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March 28, 2007

My brain seems stuck lately, a needle skipping over and over the same subjects:

• Methodically identifying low calorie foods that can be devoured in great quantities.

• Questioning whether or not I can trim my own bangs successfully (the answer, as I am sorry to have discovered through ill-advised experimentation, is an unequivocal no).

• Wondering: will I ever be able to do the boat pose without shaking all over like a palsied dog?

• My god, ZOMBIES. Seriously.

Oh, and here’s one I added yesterday—if a coworker (one who is unfortunately privy to my alcohol problems) who once expressed questionably sincere concern over whether or not I would be “okay” at a bar or restaurant where my colleagues might be, gasp, ordering and imbibing their own adult beverages is currently enamored with loudly and publicly calling out my occasional Red Bull can with comments such as “Starting a little EARLY, aren’t you?” and “I guess it must be noon SOMEWHERE”, is there any response Miss Manners would approve of? Because holy god, I have cut out so many previously-pleasurable vices from my life, and have added so many ridiculously HEALTHY habits, I kind of feel like defending my stupid sugar-free Red Bull consumption—and responding to the unsubtle booze comparison—with the kind of enthusiasm that requires a bullhorn and at least fifteen uses of the term “cock-holster”.

But perhaps I’m overreacting a tad. Maybe it’s the taurine.

In other news, Riley is really into numbers lately. He can identify 1, 2, 3, and 8 (”EH!”). I hope it’s a sign that he’s inherited at least some of his father’s ability to deal with math in a manner that doesn’t involve curling into a ball and batting wildly at invisible insects when faced with the following: solve for X.

Also, I’m currently experimenting with running some no-cost little ads on SundryBuzz (below the BlogHer ad stuff) for independent retailers/artists/generally cool people. That site doesn’t get a ton of traffic, but it gets some, so if you’re interested in promoting something of yours, or you know someone who would be, drop me a line.

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