Listening: Bob Walters, The Champion (various years).
Neither started nor finished anything this weekend. Sigh. I'm not kidding--I feel like I spent most of the weekend keeping the cat warm. She actually fell asleep on my head last night. Well, this morning, about half an hour before I had to get up. It's a miracle I made it to work at all.
I went to IKEA on Friday and came home with wooden hangers, a child's toy cup set that will look awesome with my Fiesta tea set, and a pair of heavy pressed-glass Pokal goblets that are totally reminiscent of mid-19th century wine glasses (also here, in green). Notice that the kids' glasses and the real goblets match. Ha ha! Also, notice that I actually look for pseudo-Victorian-revival glassware. I'm that kind of nerd. I wanted to look for these awesome retro folding chairs but didn't see them; I'll have to go back.
Saturday was the Houston History Conference. We hosted a table, sort of, and went to a series of mini-lectures. Note to selves: Next year, bring candy. Everyone else did, and nobody believes that we didn't because we're part of the Medical Center and probably shouldn't be feeding people candy; they all know we just didn't think of it. I suggested mini-boxes of raisins, the way dietarily-righteous moms used to do on Hallowe'en.
Sunday disappeared in a vortex of failed cooking experiment and housekeeping. I did attempt to sew something, briefly, but Mispickel attacked it and tore the bejesus out of my big toe, so I gave up and took a nap. Motivation is overrated.
I woke up later and decided I was bored, so I went to Goodwill to look for ugly bedsheets to use to test patterns. I found three: One good white one (for a blouse, maybe); one beige with leaf print, circa 1993; one white with hot pink lattice and tiny palm trees. I also found a pair of brown leather ankle booties, a Beanie Baby poodle who looked almost as sad and lonely as a real rescue dog, and a cute not-old-but-old-looking milk pitcher.
I woke up later and decided I was bored, so I went to Goodwill to look for ugly bedsheets to use to test patterns. I found three: One good white one (for a blouse, maybe); one beige with leaf print, circa 1993; one white with hot pink lattice and tiny palm trees. I also found a pair of brown leather ankle booties, a Beanie Baby poodle who looked almost as sad and lonely as a real rescue dog, and a cute not-old-but-old-looking milk pitcher.
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