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Temptress took me me out to Stampede, a fancy cocktail joint in – Where else? – lower Fremont. The menu was a comic book. Again, so Fremont it hurts. But the drinks are tasty & innovative, and Temptress reminded me why I liked dating her so much. And surely I'm not the only one who appreciated our waitress.
I'm also not the only parent of the Wendling whose mother is poorly. Exmother is recovering from surgery on her lungs, and is apparently having a bad time of it. It's messing with Ex and her brother. I can relate, boy howdy. Exmother may not be one of my favorite people, but I don't wish trials and tribulations like the ones the United Sister Front has faced on Ex & Exbro. Exbro lives not terribly far from his mother, so a lot of the burden will fall on his shoulders.
I feel slightly more like a homeowner after cleaning out the filters in a mini-split. The good news: they can be rinsed out. The bad news: it takes them a few hours to dry, during which time the room in question has no HVAC. I should have waited for a warmer day. That's why I've only done one of the two units, that and the need for the ladder that I just got late this afternoon. But! I'm ready to clean those filters in the other unit! Grawr! Or something.
Speaking of the house, in the last week I've twice used my neighborhood Buy Nothing group in Zuckerberg's data mine. I got rid of two items with lightning speed: my playa-covered bike rack and a little wooden drying rack. I have that tingly feeling I get from successful adulting.
I'm also not the only parent of the Wendling whose mother is poorly. Exmother is recovering from surgery on her lungs, and is apparently having a bad time of it. It's messing with Ex and her brother. I can relate, boy howdy. Exmother may not be one of my favorite people, but I don't wish trials and tribulations like the ones the United Sister Front has faced on Ex & Exbro. Exbro lives not terribly far from his mother, so a lot of the burden will fall on his shoulders.
I feel slightly more like a homeowner after cleaning out the filters in a mini-split. The good news: they can be rinsed out. The bad news: it takes them a few hours to dry, during which time the room in question has no HVAC. I should have waited for a warmer day. That's why I've only done one of the two units, that and the need for the ladder that I just got late this afternoon. But! I'm ready to clean those filters in the other unit! Grawr! Or something.
Speaking of the house, in the last week I've twice used my neighborhood Buy Nothing group in Zuckerberg's data mine. I got rid of two items with lightning speed: my playa-covered bike rack and a little wooden drying rack. I have that tingly feeling I get from successful adulting.
