December 10, 2012

• update quartet

  1. The first item.
  LLO can be such a drama queen and stubborn.  But sometimes she is about perfect.  This afternoon I picked her up at the bus stop, which I never do, with the crazy plan to go pick out a tree (in the rain).  She was cool with this plan. And she was cool with the fact I didn’t know where we were going and we got lost.  And she was cool with our pitstop.  (Probably because she got ice cream.)  Then we drove back to the tree farm I knew where it was (but not the over-priced stuffy place we usually go).  We were the only customers.  Pretty shocking for a rainy Monday afternoon.  Ha.  Anyhow, really nice older guy was mildly surprised we wanted to cut down our own, but set us up and told us where to go (even though we didn’t listen.)  And for the first time in the history of sunshine household tree picking, we did it in under 15 minutes and without arguments.  LLOster and I cut the sweet thing down our very own selves and it’s even only a little bit dead. She was in charge of the cart with the tree and that was that. 

  While we were waiting for the man to finish talking to the other customers who’d arrived while we were out, LLO and I explored the barn.  Really cool barn full of antique stuff. Gas pumps, wringer washer, one of those cash registers with the keys you have push down on hard.  Not sure why I didn’t take any photos, but I didn’t.  Then she started asking questions, like she does.  The guy told us about the barn.  One part of the barn was 200 years old.  The addition on the barn was 100 years old.  How cool is that.  Then LLO asked about the enormous pine cones that she’d seen in a basket, wanting to buy one.  He let her pick one out.  He insisted.  Also told her what kind of tree it came from- sugar pine.  Big pine cone. Ginormous.

  Anyhow.  Have tree, dirty knees, wet shoes, and pine needles in my hair.  But my girl reminded me just how awesome her sauce is.  Also she gave me an idea for a great gift for her.  She just started basketball at her school which she loved.  The elementary school with basketball hoops is just a block away.

  2. The second item.
  Got a phone call from friend/coworker.  We’re going out to dinner with other peops from work.  Earlier we’d made plans to walk together.  The restaurant is a block from my house.  She called to see if I was still ok with walking.. in the rain.  Um. yea.  It’s a block from my house and there’s no parking.  And my knees are still wet.  I’m ok with walking. 

  Update:  went out with people to a festive occasion and had fun.  Shocking. 

  3. The third item.
  I’ve gotten a series of emails from those nasty woman’s club people.  Who, admittedly, aren’t quite so irritating now and were kind enough to change our potluck to a later time so I can come.  I was surprised, actually.  But anyhow.  Some people are obsessing.  My philosophy on potlucks- it all works out, just bring what you want.  But, no.  We’re apparently going to spend this entire week doing bulk emails about what people are bringing.  Hence the artichoke pimento molded salad.  Which, frankly, is enough to make me wanna hurl.  I don’t know what I’m going to take, but it won’t be molded anything.  Golly. Now I want to know what I’m making.

  4. The fourth item which is really the first item. 
  My tree is gorgeous.    Naked, but gorgeous.

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