Monday, Nov. 10, 2003 - 11:03 a.m.
Greetings,
So here it is Monday again and therefore it’s time for me to regale everyone with my weekend activities.
Friday afternoon at about 5:03 my new boss came out of his office and was surprised to see me still here. He implied that on Fridays I really don’t need to wait until 5 p.m. on the button to leave. So cool.
I ended up leaving at about 5:30 (long after everyone on the floor had left, it was like a virtual ghost town here) and I sped down to The Gap to search out some new work clothes for Tommy. Within the span of about 3 minutes I had four shirts tucked over my arm which I trailed around the store for a long time waiting for Tom to finish getting his hair cut and join me, until I heard one of the sales clerks saying they were closing up in about ten minutes.
So I tucked my stash in a hidden corner and ran across the corridor to the salon. He agreed that the only thing for me to do was to buy clothes for him and it is gratifying that he trusts my judgment and taste enough so that I can do this sort of thing without his input.
So I ended up buying three of the four shirts, two pairs of pants and some socks. The pants are black and greeny/tan and the shirts are in varying shades of blue, two are striped, one is checked.
In years past Tom didn’t want to be “Gap-isized”, but all that’s gone to the wall now. Either his taste changed as he got older, the store got hipper, (or he got less cool), or something, but it goes for me as well as Tommy. I shop now in places I wouldn’t have been caught dead in before I moved here.
I don’t know what that’s about. I still prefer black clothes above colors, so I haven’t changed that much I suppose. But still.
Back at the salon I had Tom buy me some OPI nail polish – Red Red Rhine which I now have on my toes, but not my finger nails. (Yet.)
Then we went to Lord & Taylor for shoes. Tom picked about 6 pairs of potential black shoes, but he ended up only trying on one pair. (Well, two, the first didn’t fit, so he got a size up in the same style which he ended up buying.)
There was a shoe sale on Friday plus 15% off coupons floating about so I was very pleased.
After that we scampered (well, okay, walked, but “scampered” has such a fun aspect to it and it *was* Friday night) back to Kharis and drove home where I dropped off Thomas so he could wash his newly cut hair and I journeyed to Schminn Wixie for the weekly shopping excursion.
It was after 7 by this point and so the store was less crowded than it normally is on Friday nights and I was able to run pell mell up and down aisles, screaming at slow pokes to get out of my way as I scooped up the bargains and checked out in record time.
No, okay. I just walked up and down aisles, didn’t scream at anyone, did scoop up some bargains and check out took the normal amount of time.
I was home at Crescentwood for 8 p.m. and then Thomas modeled his new clothes for me. Amusingly he had to look at his own reflection via his Chamber window because there are no full length mirrors in our house yet.
I have amazingly good taste in Tom clothes because he looked VERY nice in every outfit. :)
I did take a hot shower, although not by candlelight since I just didn’t feel like searching out the matches. Instead I turned the low light on in my pristine white bathroom and showered with Avon’s Tranquil Moments shower gel before slathering myself with baby lotion and powder.
Then it was off to make Hamburger Helper and drink a glass or two of Blue Nun white wine. German white wine is so good!
We watched “Clue” while eating, and Thomas went to bed before the Clue crew even split up to search the mansion in pairs. This allowed me to stretch out luxuriously upon the sofa (with four cats piled on top of me) to watch in pure comfort.
Nothing says Friday night to me quite like a movie, full use of the sofa, candles, and the sound of the dishwasher chugging away fashionably in the kitchen.
I also got to hear the dryer too because I had to do a load of wash so I could shrink Tom’s impossibly horrible Juvenile Diabetes Walk-a-Thon tee shirt. Every year the corporate team tee-shirts get progressively more awful. This year it was a cartoon scene of four very strange, warped looking walkers in short shorts (and the men had shorter shorts and perkier asses than the women) wearing different colored tennis shoes while birds the size of their heads swooped above them. The birds looked like the bluebirds from Snow White only on steroids. One was yellow which meant he was a canary and, you know, canaries are not wild native species here in Louisiana. It was scary shirt as well as an indescribably ugly one.
A free tee-shirt really is worthless I guess. It will make a nice dust rag now though.
I had to get up at 8 or so Saturday morning so I had time to make coffee, shower, and drive Tom to Audubon Park to walk.
I was back in time to clean out and thoroughly mop the laundry room, change the litter box, start some wash, and chat with my parents for a while via IM before Tom returned from the walk.
I was out in the backyard inspecting the lemons on the lemon tree when he got back. They are not *quite* ripe yet. But some of them will be this week. I’m sure the tree will breathe a sigh of relief when I pick these lemons because they are very heavy and the branches are extremely weighted down. The tree comes up to about my chest level and it has 7 lemons. This tree is a champion.
We finished cleaning Crescentwood in time for me soak my feet in Avon foot soak and pamper myself with Biore nose and face strips. Those face strips are gross, but strangely addictive. It is fascinating that blackheads that big once resided on my chin. How did I ever go out in public without people pointing and giggling is what I wonder.
I could see the moon from my bathtub window and it was starting to eclipse as I ran my Sweet Cinnamon Pumpkin scented bathwater.
After donning my dreaded caftan, Tom and I stood outside in our backyard to watch the eclipse even more. It was immensely satisfying to be able to watch such a celestial spectacle from our own backyard.
Then we went back inside to watch “Ab Fab”.
I sat outside again to watch the eclipse go the other way while talking to Ken in Connecticut. There was a lovely crisp river breeze that fluttered my caftan sleeves and everything was surreal and lovely. My backyard neighborhood is very New Orleanian and attractive. Lots of shotguns, Victorian and Creole cottages, etc. Some of them have gas lamps which flicker in the darkness. (“Shotguns” are houses, not weapons BTW.)
We watched “Time After Time” for our main event while eating homemade pizza. Tommy had never seen the whole movie and I hadn’t seen it in ages, so it was like watching a new movie almost. We enjoyed it immensely and I would be happy to watch it any Friday/Saturday night from now on. I’m sure John would have something negative to say about it, but then, not every movie can be Wedding Singer after all. ;)
I got up around 8 on Sunday morning and frittered around cleaning up the stuff from the night before. I watched “Walking With Dinosaurs” and “When Dinosaurs Roamed America” before Tommy joined me for the rest of our Season Five “Friends-y”.
It was a beautiful way to spend Sunday afternoon.
Later that night we watched “The Office” on BBC America. And then an episode of “Coupling”. I didn’t like that show much at first, but it does grow on you.
Anyway, that’s all I did this weekend, so I’ll stop now.
Until next time,
Olrun
