My aunt got me the "Baking is science for hungry people" apron as a housewarming present. Fun!

Oh, msbelle. Sorry.

Man, that is a shitty day, msbelle.

This weekend is cleaning weekend. In addition to the usual market and shopping and swim, I've got to do that. And I want to try to get another swimsuit, and the place is way the fuck out by the airport. Oh yeah, and stripping. Going to try to get the rest of the paint off the main banister. Will be applying coat1 after I finish eating. It's a large chunk, but easy, relatively speaking. And a friend might want me to go with her to check out the Lake Montebello path for her runs. She's leery of going alone the first time, so I volunteered to go and walk while she runs it.

WHERE DOES THE TIME GO.

So sorry msbelle

So I have done a bunch of little things, including putting together the solar driveway lights that we got for my bachelorette party so we can stick 'em in the ground tomorrow.

And I am not DED of the heat! It helps that I made Dan help me angle the window AC unit in the bedroom so it won't drip inside the sill, so I could turn it on. BLISS.

And the central AC is back on, and I have just done a bunch of little, cool tasks, but now the floors are swept, the bathrooms are clean (mostly) and the table of Mail Death is clear.

So tomorrow I (we) have to: Sweep deck Wash outside tables and chairs Mop inside floors. Dust and polish downstairs furniture. Clean up back porch. De-weed front walk. Put in driveway lights Clean up foyer Go to grocery store and liquor store. Get some citronella candles Pack up and drop off tons of glass recycling. Clean stove top and baker's rack.

That's doable.

I was going to make cupcakes, but I think it's too damned hot. I think I will just get some and put them on my cakestand. I was also going to make sangria, but we're too broke.

Oh, do a couple loads of wash.

Ok y'all, I may be in need of an alibi at the end of the month. The surgeon's office, which previously ordered my mom prepped for surgery while she was suffering pneumonia at the hospital without checking with the hospitalists or nurses in charge of her case have now scheduled her for her pre-surgery consult on a day when the surgeon in question doesn't work. And then called this morning (an hour before the appointment) to ask her if she'd already had her gall bladder removed — a procedure that would have been performed by their doctor and theoretically gone through their office paperwork-wise.

I will be attending the rescheduled consult and someone will either be having a come-to-Jesus meeting with their boss or I'll be arranging a literal one for them.

Ug, msbelle. One day I shall ply you with scotch and gay men who will tell you how pretty and awesome you are. Also, they will tell you you're the nicest.

ita, I looked it up and I was right about my movie. Overnight Delivery.

Matt, I am quite sure you were with me at the end of this month.

I looked it up and I was right about my movie.

Well, except for the choosing between Paul Rudd and Owen Wilson bit.

Matt, you need LA backup?

Yeah. That part was off. I still highly recommend Overnight.