Monday, October 31, 2011

Orange

Three crows
Friday evening driving home. I watched three crows playing in the updrafts at the top of a tall apartment building. They would float down to land on the tv aerials (digital antennas?) then launch themselves into the draft again. Have fun crows!

Three letters
One nickname variant I hadn't expected for Lexi: Lex. Katy and her (oh so grown up at 10 years old) friends use that one. Logical by nickname conventions: shorten it til it can't be shortened any more (then abbreviate). And it means 'law' in Latin. Go Lexilu, law bringer. Or super villain.

Off the rack
I staggered into the Kohl's at ten til ten pm on Saturday night. I had been there earlier with my family but hadn't wanted to have them wait around while I tried on seventeen bras. The dressing room was nearly ankle deep in discarded intimate garments. I had no luck with the 36 Bs I had pulled. Then I tried a 36C and the angels sang. I seem to have gone up a cup size. This puzzles me. I measured a few years ago when bras weren't fitting so great. And I was definitely a 36B at that time. I have gone down in weight a little bit since getting a new more stressful job. I definitely haven't been packing on the pounds on my chest. The bras I chose are more mature too, I am entering breastplate territory. It's good to have reinforcements.

When my mother was here we went clothes shopping and each found a few things. I bought  a new pair of Dockers because my khaki trousers are all getting a little worn. I am now wearing a garment that reads inside the waistband: "Banish the blah. Bring on the wow!" I am nonplussed. I should specify that this cheerleading script is printed on the special layer of flab-retaining elastic. I looked in the mirror but found only my fine-but-not-wow waistline. I shall have to make an effort not to read my stupid pants anymore.

Pumpkins
Nod suggested a last minute drive out to the pumpkin patch to get a few more since our jackolanterns have drooped in the warm weather. I rolled my eyes and said that I was done carving pumpkins for this season. We've already lit the candles twice, it's been fun. Katy's Batgirl costume came out better than I expected. She cut out her big chest logo bat, found the fingerless gloves and made the batarangs herself. She put it all on with her hot pink Converse sneakers yesterday and it was great! Lexi's Tooth Fairy costume is adorbs. no shock. We warned her that dim adults might not recognize what kind of fairy she is so she's ready to inform people. Walmart had fairy wings for $5 and that seemed like a fair price for not having to build any myself. There was a kid Halloween party yesterday afternoon and trickortreating tonight.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Nothing but keys

Keys please
You may enjoy this discussion of mechanical computer keyboards (as opposed to keyboards that use switches). I had no idea that tough old IBM keyboards had a whole following. Noise differences are reported: multiple wives who can't stand the clackety power of some of these keyboards. I can relate. Nod had been using a keyboard with a broken shift bar for years. It still worked but had lost its spring so every time it was pushed it hit with extra loudness. One could make quite a self righteous racket on that thing.

More keys
With my mother in town I gathered my patience and courage and went to the Verizon store to get a new phone. I expected crap service but we lucked out and Graham was there to shepherd me quickly yet gently to my new Samsung. It's been more than four years and my phone was approaching heritage status. It still worked fine but had no keyboard. Texting between Nod and myself was an uneven fight. Nod: several sentences ending with a question. Nimble: four word reply heavy on abbreviation. Nod: more questions. Nimble: calls Nod. Now I have this shiny blue number with a slide out keyboard for when I want to elucidate and shift and all that jazz. I bit the bullet and switched to a local area code too. I am slowly going through the address list and distributing my new digits.

Latchkey
Katy is turning ten next month. She suggested that she should be able to be at home unsupervised after school. I'm willing to negotiate that next school year but not for this one. More discussion to come.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Question of the day: black cotton

Is there anything better than old black cotton pants? I can't think of it. The ones I'm wearing are showing only slight signs of wear. But I have the feeling that I'd better start keeping an eye out for their successors. Memento mori works for clothes too.

Katy will participate tomorrow night in the Zombie Walk downtown. Some of her friends did it last year and they've gotten her all revved up about it. I have been resistant to her undead costume ideas for previous Halloweens. Just didn't really want to think about my little child as a blood thirsty fiend. But much like fashion disagreements, I have decided that H'ween costumes are not worth pitching a concerted battle about. So I'll probably help her dress up tomorrow and go watch her shamble.

It's beautiful weather right now and the leaves are starting to turn color. I walked with Lexi and the other kids and parents for Nat'l Walk to School Day this morning. We saw a layer of mist hovering in the ditch, very pretty. My hands were a bit numb when I got back. I've started working on a song entitled Fat Squirrels. All the local squirrelios are putting on their adipose overcoats and prepping for winter. I wouldn't mind being a squirrel in dry weather. I really feel sorry for them when it rains.