Heh. Except for Phil (it's been a couple of years since he was around), my dream was very reflective of my work week.

I find myself completely out of milk, eggs and bread. I can't figure out if that makes me a winter storm failure or cliche.

Back from a quick grocery run to Target, which while it didn't have all the stuff that I regularly get, has enough to keep me fixed up, and is much less crowded on a Saturday afternoon for this sort of thing.

The roommate, she typed darkly, has yet to leave the house.

I got up and ordered a case for my new phone, then met a bunch of people for brunch. I went with jalapeno biscuits & sausage gravy, which was an excellent choice. Then I picked up a new micro SIM at the Tmobile store, and also went to Target. I dropped off all the stuff I bought there and went to Walgreens. Now I've got laundry in the dryer and I'm going to watch stuff on Hulu while playing Candy Crush for a bit, because I'm tired.

I've now been to a sample sale (running clothes, mostly for my ex-roommate but a few things for me), the doctor (yes, I have pinkeye), the pharmacy, and then a different doctor's office (yes, he agrees I should have a sleep study done). Now I don't even want to finish doing the laundry that is in the washer and dryer. Bleh. Also feel like I can't go out or hang out with anyone, while I've got pinkeye.

Ugh, pinkeye. Hope you can get it cleared up quickly!

I went with jalapeno biscuits & sausage gravy, which was an excellent choice.

That sounds amazing.

I think I might be done with productivity, such as it has been, for the day.

Pinkeye is so annoying. Sorry, meara!

After so many years, I finally figured out something fundamental about Hbubby and me. I am an introvert, I dislike going out on short notice with people or having to chatter with people. But I love crowds. Hubby is a social butterfly, get him in a group of kindred spirits and he'll talk for hours. But he hates crowds.

I love being part of an anonymous, energetic crowd. I can watch the show, judge with anonymous impunity, feel proud of myself for navigating the chaos. I'm not sure why he hates crowds. I think it's because he gets so frustrated at the stupidity of the mob.

(We had lunch at In and Out, which was packed. He was quietly going nuts while I was watching the floor show of people.)

After a leisurely breakfast, I went out for a long walk this morning and then went grocery shopping. The cold makes it perfect lasagna weather, and I figured I could use kale instead of spinach if I parboiled it first. When I got to checkout the clerk went into raptures over my kale choice (it's his favorite--I never met anyone with a favorite kale before). He then recommended that I carefully massage the kale with my fingers before gently lowering it into a hot bath. I've seen Loki fangirls sound less enthused about Tom Hiddleston than this man was about my kale. Now I'm afraid my lasagna will be a let down for it.

Heh. Ran into this. Could be hoax, but hilarious anyway. Billytea may especially appreciate it. [link]

Hee. Edit: That was originally for Calli, but applies to Typo's link as well.

So, even I would have predicted that my wall patches would look crappy, and they do, but what I had not thought about was how bad the fresh white paint makes the other old "whites" look -- the door, tiles, etc. So now I have to think about what color to actually paint it, and also decide if I'm going to take my mother up on her offer to get an actual skim coat put on when she has her bathroom redone in a couple of weeks.