Monday, June 13, 2011
No Shrimps, No Barbie
I didn't buy a grill, after all. I went with the intention of buying the Baby Q portable, but they didn't have any in stock and the others of this family were very expensive. I saw other grills at about half the price. Any grill recommendations? I don't want to spend over $200. I hate the idea of buying "disposable" as the reviews say these things will only last a few years, but the thought of dropping serious dough makes me cringe. I do know that the Baby Q portable has lasted Bick for several years of heavy use with no problems. Hmmm. I'd have to get a stand/table for it. Still undecided.
Saying goodbye to The Closet today. I'm turning in the keys. I'll be without internet service after work hours until Wednesday. The Closet served me well. It provided me with a good, healthful place to live - not to mention fun and very hip. It was the right choice for me to make at the time. Life at the Collinwood-Smythe House will be just as good, but in a different way.
No more access to The Closet means that I have to buy a dryer and quickly. I need to measure the opening (although I'm assuming these are pretty standard) AND the connecting stuff in the back, as several reviews have mentioned that larger capacity dryers push out into the room more. I don't have the space for that, so I just need to watch it.
I thought about buying a stackable dryer and then when the washer goes out, putting a stackable washer with it. That might be an option to free up a bit of space (maybe for a full-size dishwasher ;-)) kitchen-adjacent.
Got up and went outside just before daylight to get the sprinklers going - an early heatwave/no rain plague has set in. I just had to laugh out loud - I was adjusting the sprinklers and I looked up to see a beautiful white bloom on the vine growing on the top of the privacy fence. I thought to myself "I didn't know I had anything blooming that big and white on the fence?" Turns out, it was Jimmie Dale and her tuxedo-white chest tiptoeing along the fence, coming from the front yard into the back. That cat has an amazing sense of where I am, everytime I walk out the door. (oh dear god, I'm now talking about cats - I have no "edge" left - if you see me shopping for elastic-waisted pants and the Queen's handbag, just shoot me).
Set the sprinklers and then walked up to the track to get in some mileage. Not enough for weight management, but more for habit and centering. June is a tough month for me to get in my exercise.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Avoid wrinkles.