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lazy Sunday
Jun. 13th, 2004 06:32 pmDespite my exhortations to some of y'all that I'd get out to Pride today, it just wasn't meant to be. D. and I slept late this morning, and after breakfast (or rather, lunch), D. promptly took a nap that lasted until well after our window of trying to meet anyone downtown. I have to admit I was a little sluggish myself and dozed off while reading :/
After watching Kisia watch birds for a bit and gathering our collective wits, I suggested we check out a local used book store that neither D. or I had visited before, but that we'd both seen from the road. I figured it was a low key way to get out of the house, and we both love used bookstores, besides :)
I remember way back when I was very small my dad had a favorite shop where he used to trade in his already-read sci-fi for new books, and it was a kind of "treat" when we all got to go as a family. This was that same kind of bookstore - older, musty, never knew what I might find around the next shelf :)
I managed to get out with only a couple of books, chief among them a cheap copy of an out-of-print history of embroidery that might make a good gift for someone if I don't use it anytime soon. I'll definitely go back.
Slobbing around this weekend has only one drawback - it's very hard to get back into the routine of things. Laundry is festering in the basement and I really ought to eat something today besides water, coffee (decaf!) and chocolate chip cookies (on sale at the grocery bakery. Shoot me :P)
I think it's time to go move the darks over and see how my second try at ceviche (less oil, more tasty?) works out.
( and another recipe for your amusement, gacked from indyansel )
After watching Kisia watch birds for a bit and gathering our collective wits, I suggested we check out a local used book store that neither D. or I had visited before, but that we'd both seen from the road. I figured it was a low key way to get out of the house, and we both love used bookstores, besides :)
I remember way back when I was very small my dad had a favorite shop where he used to trade in his already-read sci-fi for new books, and it was a kind of "treat" when we all got to go as a family. This was that same kind of bookstore - older, musty, never knew what I might find around the next shelf :)
I managed to get out with only a couple of books, chief among them a cheap copy of an out-of-print history of embroidery that might make a good gift for someone if I don't use it anytime soon. I'll definitely go back.
Slobbing around this weekend has only one drawback - it's very hard to get back into the routine of things. Laundry is festering in the basement and I really ought to eat something today besides water, coffee (decaf!) and chocolate chip cookies (on sale at the grocery bakery. Shoot me :P)
I think it's time to go move the darks over and see how my second try at ceviche (less oil, more tasty?) works out.
( and another recipe for your amusement, gacked from indyansel )
