Toilet Training
There are 8 stalls in the womens restroom facilities on the top floor of the Sanchez building. Today as I was surveying my choices and trying to decide which one was used the least (some say the first, some say the middle but does it really matter if you use the protective parchment covering?) I was struck with sudden inspiration, to ensure that I choose the right toilet I will ROTATE through the stalls, a different one each day OR trip, excepting the handicap one, thats reserving for dancing. The possibilities are endless. Considering the lengthy amount of time that I will be residing in this building and department I feel that I can have a rather successful toilet rotation. I'll be sure to update my kingdom as the summer progresses.
Well I have just returned to my rather large friendly office after a TREK across campus to have my picture made (it turned out rather well) AND to get my office keys (they gave me the wrong ones.) Now I'm back with 2 blisters because I didn't have any socks to put on this morning and I'm dreaming of my wonderful painless flip-flops who are patiently awaiting me in the parking garage of the History Museum where they're showing IMAX films WHICH I'm going to go see one of Thursday. It's either bugs3D or NATURAL DISASTERS DA DA DUUUUUMMMMM! I'll be viewing the latter.
This is actually attempt number 3 to document and share our Mother's Day feast and the horrors of a nasty little creature, the CHIGGER, who had the audacity to attack me during my last BLOG outing and left red welts all over my tummy and back. Itchy bright red welts. Once I got over lying to myself that they were just bad mosquito bites my trusty assistant Lisa and I poured hot pink sparkly nail polish over each raw, thoroughly scratched bite. Salt in the wound. Yes. Only to find out two days later that nail polish does nothing because the welts are from the feeding tube that is left in the host body and has to be naturally decomposed. I am officially on a death to all chiggers campaign now. Anyways, oops tangent. Mother's Day. Right. The day began well with a little shopping for Business Casual Attire, whatever that means, with my trusty shopping assistant Austin. He came along to give me advice on how my clothes looked on me HOWEVER every time I stepped out of the dressing room he had disappeared. ARG. He was helpful finally at jcrew where they gave us water in the dressing room and he was confined to the woman's dressing room couch. Several items and a few white tulips later they sent us happily into the thunderstorm. I considered letting Austin get the car because he swore he could drive stick but I couldn't get the visions of crushed metal out of my head thus I was the one who ran though the rain to get the MAZDA. Mommy had to leave for the table early so Lisa orchestrated a HUGE cleaning project that she and Austin took care of while I cooked dinner. We had Spaghetti Bolognese, Bruschetta con Pomodoro e Basilico, 3 different kinds of bread (I didn't think we had enough so I ran to the store,) zucchini, salad, sparking cider, grape juice and the BEST key lime pie in the entire world. Lisa liked it better than Marie Calendars. That says it all. We covered everything in candles and set the table and Lisa made each person a personalized name card with individual candles. HUGE fire hazard. We ate in the relative darkness provided by the tea lights which were supplemented by huge lightening strikes flashing across the sky AND then we turned all the couches towards the window and watched the thunderstorm blow in while being serenaded. It was most excellent. Dinner with Emily and Amy awaits, my KKB mug is going to be another Painter of the Week, I'm sure of it AND I must nurse my poor foot. Ciao ciao.
Well I have just returned to my rather large friendly office after a TREK across campus to have my picture made (it turned out rather well) AND to get my office keys (they gave me the wrong ones.) Now I'm back with 2 blisters because I didn't have any socks to put on this morning and I'm dreaming of my wonderful painless flip-flops who are patiently awaiting me in the parking garage of the History Museum where they're showing IMAX films WHICH I'm going to go see one of Thursday. It's either bugs3D or NATURAL DISASTERS DA DA DUUUUUMMMMM! I'll be viewing the latter.
This is actually attempt number 3 to document and share our Mother's Day feast and the horrors of a nasty little creature, the CHIGGER, who had the audacity to attack me during my last BLOG outing and left red welts all over my tummy and back. Itchy bright red welts. Once I got over lying to myself that they were just bad mosquito bites my trusty assistant Lisa and I poured hot pink sparkly nail polish over each raw, thoroughly scratched bite. Salt in the wound. Yes. Only to find out two days later that nail polish does nothing because the welts are from the feeding tube that is left in the host body and has to be naturally decomposed. I am officially on a death to all chiggers campaign now. Anyways, oops tangent. Mother's Day. Right. The day began well with a little shopping for Business Casual Attire, whatever that means, with my trusty shopping assistant Austin. He came along to give me advice on how my clothes looked on me HOWEVER every time I stepped out of the dressing room he had disappeared. ARG. He was helpful finally at jcrew where they gave us water in the dressing room and he was confined to the woman's dressing room couch. Several items and a few white tulips later they sent us happily into the thunderstorm. I considered letting Austin get the car because he swore he could drive stick but I couldn't get the visions of crushed metal out of my head thus I was the one who ran though the rain to get the MAZDA. Mommy had to leave for the table early so Lisa orchestrated a HUGE cleaning project that she and Austin took care of while I cooked dinner. We had Spaghetti Bolognese, Bruschetta con Pomodoro e Basilico, 3 different kinds of bread (I didn't think we had enough so I ran to the store,) zucchini, salad, sparking cider, grape juice and the BEST key lime pie in the entire world. Lisa liked it better than Marie Calendars. That says it all. We covered everything in candles and set the table and Lisa made each person a personalized name card with individual candles. HUGE fire hazard. We ate in the relative darkness provided by the tea lights which were supplemented by huge lightening strikes flashing across the sky AND then we turned all the couches towards the window and watched the thunderstorm blow in while being serenaded. It was most excellent. Dinner with Emily and Amy awaits, my KKB mug is going to be another Painter of the Week, I'm sure of it AND I must nurse my poor foot. Ciao ciao.
posted by Grace S at 4:50 PM
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Another point of interest learned today. Each floor has 2 restrooms and each restroom is color coded with shiny tiles. Blue, Yellow, Green.... I wonder if the boys get the same perks.
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