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| 2007-01-28 - 7:50 p.m. | . | . | . |
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I always feel like someone is watching me. Tonight I made a marina sauce with onions, mushrooms and sweet italian sausage. It wasn't the best one I've ever made, but it was damn good. All we needed was a nice red wine and some crusty bread, but we made do without. We're finishing up the second disc of the first season of The Sopranos. The second two discs should be on their way. God, I love Netflix. I just signed up last week and I'm such a junky. There are so many good movies in our queue and I keep finding new ones to add to it. This weekend it was The Sopranos and "Mr. and Mrs. Smith." I think "Capote" is next on the list, but I can't remember. It will be a nice surprise, whatever lands in our mailbox. Right now it's the free trial, but I can't see myself cancelling the service any time soon. I need to catch up on my stories. I spent an hour in the upstairs bathroom scrubbing it from top to bottom. It gleams in there now. We need to break out the caulking gun, however. The base of the toilet and the sink need a touch up, as does most of the shower. I also noticed that the paint on the little radiator in there is cracked and chipping. I have no idea what to do about that. We have those old-timey radiators in this house and while they're kind of neat, they're also a pain in the ass to keep clean. I would love to get some nice wood covers for them, but those aren't cheap. Anyway. The upstairs bathroom is clean, the computer room/library isn't too chaotic anymore and the laundry is caught up. Not too bad. There's always something else that needs doing, but at least we took care of some things. Tomorrow morning we have to take our car into the shop. Brian took it for an oil change and inspection yesterday (in the State of Maine, cars need to have an inspection every year) and the car failed the inspection. The hell?? Apparently something is loose, but it's covered by the warranty, thank God. I swear. |
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