April 8th, 2010

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Poem for Thursday, Arboretum Flowers and Koi

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My day started well -- I went to a morning dentist appointment, planning to get some shopping done, come home and get some chores done, then go out to dinner with Gblvr. The dentist appointment was fine; they have a new water pik type tool that cleaned my teeth in record time though it got my face wetter than I would have liked particularly if I'd been wearing makeup, but since I wasn't, and since it was 90 degrees outside and quite warm inside, it didn't really bother me. And I had no cavities. Since the dentist's office is in a mall, I then went to H&M and found a cute black skirt for $10. Since the mall is less than a mile from My Organic Market, I then went to get awesome Nature's Path cereal (I eat mostly the pumpkin raisin, son eats mostly the red berry crunch) and picked up some equally wonderful cranberry pumpkin bread. And since I have to pass by Target between My Organic Market and home, I went in to return something and came out with a flowery skirt that I had bought and returned a month ago but decided upon trying it on again that it goes with a lot of things I already have and anyway Gblvr thought it was cute too.

From there, my afternoon became frustrating. On the way home, a light appeared on my dashboard warning me that my tire pressure was low. Since the car was just in yesterday to get the air conditioning fixed, this was particularly irritating, and I was too hungry to go straight to the dealer to get it checked out because I hadn't eaten lunch so I went home and called Paul, who thought maybe it was a result of having the tires rotated but decided to come home to check. The stupid light never even came on for him and the tire gauge said they were all fine, so now we are wondering whether the heat caused some kind of change in air pressure or there's something that needs to be reset in the car's computer after the A/C repair, which can't happen this week because the OTHER van has to go in and have its A/C repaired. Then I found out that Gblvr was sick and couldn't come to dinner, which is a bummer not only for her but for me since I haven't seen her in weeks.

The evening, at least, was better -- we had leftovers for dinner but since those were homemade enchiladas, Hoppin' John, and couscous, this was a good thing, and then we discovered that Sharpe's Peril was on PBS, extremely good news because I had managed to miss it when it aired earlier and never tracked down a copy on DVD. It's not my favorite of the Sharpes by a long stretch, but simply having a new episode to watch was a pleasure; I wished there were more interesting women but it was just wonderful to see Sharpe and Harper again. And Paul decided to make gingerbread so the house smelled wonderful and it tasted equally so, and I have just watched Rabbi Jeff Goldblum circumcise a cigarette on The Colbert Report so I really should not complain. Some more photos from the National Arboretum earlier in the week:


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