Monday, July 13, 2009

I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dinin' car

So, the H1N1-A or whatever that I've got is making food sound grody, which makes me sad. I want to eat some eggs. Theoretically, at least.

John is flustered about the brouhaha that's happening with the Jazz. I think it's cute when he's all masculine like that.

Happy Day Before Bastille Day, everyone! I celebrated by reading Les Miserables in the tub for a half hour. I have about a quarter of the book left, and so far I only have pending hatred of Marius. I seem to remember him being all judgy about Jean Valjean from when I read the abridged version, and I will punch his fictional lights out if that is the case.

Today we're dismantling our giant bed and moving it to the new bedroom, and hopefully we'll be able to get the sour cherries picked. TOO MUCH TO DO AND I FEEL YUCKY.


Sarah said...

I feel sad that you are sick. I do hate being sick - especially in the summer. The whole "sipping a bowl of soup, while bundling up in a blanket and moaning" just doesn't seem as appetizing when it's 95 degrees outside.

tipsybaker said...

I hope you are better. I was just thinking about you because I was talking to someone about soap-making and your beautiful soaps.

All8 said...

Man, that really stinks! Two of ours have had stomach aches and the turkey squirts, but it sure doesn't sound as bad as yours. Hope that you get to feeling better promptly!

Speaking of soaps, just finished off the 'Urinal Cake'. I really liked the scent. I'd probably name it Ranchhand Roger or Farmhouse Kitchen. Oh, I don't know, I completely understand what you were talking about on trying to name it.