and no one lost an eye!
The incomparable izzybella and I made a daytrip out to East Texas to visit our Uncle L & Aunt M. I took my spiffy new camcorder with me, and recorded some of the gorgeous scenery on the way out. It was great to see them, as always. Izzy and I blabbed all the way there and yakked most of the way back. Whenever the two of us are alone together, some serious talking happens. Like, do you believe in ghosts? (Yes, we do.) Do you believe that Oswald (a) shot Kennedy (b) acted alone and/or (c) was a patsy? (One of us has an opinion, the other doesn’t.) One of us believes in Area 51, and the other laughed incredulously. One of us thinks one of the fun things about getting older is allowing oneself to believe all kinds of crazy things! Which classes would we like/suck at if we were Hogwarts students? (Izzy would like: charms, herbology, DADA, divination, transfiguration, Muggle studies; would suck at Potions; and wouldn’t go anywhere near Runes or Care of Magical Creatures. Chauceriangirl would love: potions, charms, DADA, transfiguration, Muggle studies; would probably do okay but not get into Herbology; and would go nowhere near Runes or Care of Magical Creatures.) And while we’re on the topic, I must state here and now that if I had a wand and could do magic, I’d be the best housekeeper in the world. Seriously! I’d point my wand at the laundry, and levitate it over to the washing machine, and then to the dryer, and then make it put itself away. And wouldn’t it be great when you had to clean the bathroom? Scourgify and you’re done.
Speaking of housework, when I got home I put away a pile of clothes–I know! Scary, isn’t it?–and then Joe and I went out for a fantastic dinner at CPK. We started off with their tuscan hummus, and I got a cup of smashed pea soup and a salad, and he got the soup & a pepperoni pizza. He wanted to go to a movie, but seeing as how I drank 4 glasses of water at the restaurant, that sooooo wasn’t happening. We ended up at B&N instead. I got a cool book on collaging, and he got some guitar magazines.
Somehow I had gotten a rolling stones song stuck in my head, so while we were there I thought I’d go get a stones cd. But when I went back to the music/dvd section, they had this great music playing. Carmen, but with a rocky twist. The guy back there told me who it was when he saw me doing my version of the snoopy dance. I said I liked it, and kept looking at the dvd’s, and kept doing the snoopy dance, and finally said, “Oh, heck, I’m getting it! Shame on you!” He just laughed. They’ve sold a lot of copies of this CD, and he told me not to listen to it before bed. So I’m going to put it on tomorrow morning. But if you’re interested, it’s David Garrett. (I just checked out the front of the CD to make sure I had the name right. He’s hot!)
Izzy and I stopped at an outlet mall on the way to Longview, since we were running early. The jeans I just got back into this week were feeling really yucky baggy around my thighs, so I decided to be brave and try on a pair of classic cut straightleg jeans. Nice. Seriously. I have a strong feeling that my gut’s going to be the last thing to go, but my thighs are noticeably slimmer than they used to be. Of course, after feeling all cute and everything, I caught a glimpse of myself in the bathroom at B&N. I’ve got a loooong way to go, baby.
There was a little marble Elvis bust at B&N. I wanted to get it for Sunshine & Pasta Man so they’d always remember us (& Spiral), but it’ll have to wait.
Video will come eventually. I have to install the software and read the manual.