Well, Nahm, to keep the accent right. I have conquered the
plaster walls! I can hang bookshelves! So maybe, just
maybe, a year after moving in, I can get my craft room tidied enough
that I can use it. If I do, I'll have the whole downstairs in
non-embarrassing shape. I'm ever so proud of me. I've kept
the other downstairs rooms in a condition I'd allow the UPS guy to see
for a week and a half now. Luckily, he never goes upstairs.
Actually, he usually just dumps the package on my step, rings the bell,
and scurries out to his van. I guess he's heard about the
condition of my house. Or maybe he's timid b/c it's so odd that
we've changed our house number from 6702 to 6 for no apparent
reason. We just like to have a little fun w/our friends in brown,
that's all.
Scrubs is a rerun tonight so I get to watch America's Next Top
Model. Yay. Never have reruns made me so happy. And
The Starlet the next night b/c Lost is a rerun. My shallow,
shallow life. I'll not even bring up how I'm looking forward to
Showdog Moms and Dads...
ANTM---I watched it on Wednesday (I guess it comes on different times in different markets--we have to work around Magic Basketball). I was so sure Rebecca (or however she spells her name) crushed her scull when she fainted... I have never hear a crash louder than that.
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hear should be heard
ReplyDeleteEureka! Conquering the plaster walls is wonderful! Conquering the plaster walls without also creating enormous gaping holes around the anchors is practically miraculous. When you come to Ohio again will you give me lessons?
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