So last night I asked Marvin, "Do we have ice cream?" and he said, "We have ice."
Okay. Is that the most depressing answer you have ever gotten to that question?
Do we have any candy bars? No, but you can take the bar exam over on the next block.
We have ice. Whatever with Marvin.
At any rate, as you may or may not know, which was a stupid way to start that sentence, because that could pretty much cover everything in the world, I was planning to take a trip to New York with my friend Sleeping Beauty in May. I saved up $1600 to go on my trip, and oh, I was looking forward to it. But given the pretty economy and the state of both Marvin's and my job and the fact that we have ice, I am too nervous to spend my precious $1600 on a trip. So in May Sleeping Beauty is coming here to visit.
This means that I can spend a teensy bit of my money (like $100, folks) on curtains for the living room. Because currently we have the sad Hi, we're renters plastic blinds that came with the house:
What I enjoy most about myself is my ability to center things in a picture. Did I mention my father is a professional photographer?
Anyway, if you can skew your vision enough, does anyone have any good curtain ideas? Keep in mind I like gramma's house in 1946 as my decorating technique.
In our old house in LA we had these blinds with scalloped bottoms that I really liked. I would get those again but they cost 11 million dollars apiece. And nobody suggest I MAKE my own curtains, because have you met me?
Do you like Marvin's cooler over there, like he brings heart transplants to work every day? Maybe I should have removed that before I took this impromptu, centered pic.
I have to go shower, but I also took photos of things blooming in my yard so I will slap those in here now.
This tree has blossoms coming out of the loggy part of the tree. That's the official scientific term. The loggy part.
I have these blooming all over my yard, but whoever planted them had no concept of what colors clash. So there's coral next to red next to pink and it IRKS ME.
Still, they're flowers. You can't complain that much. It's better than big towers of poo growing next to your house.
Did you really think I could go one whole post sans Henry?