
Okay, I'm not sure why I uploaded Beaker, but I find the picture amusing at least. We've had some car trouble lately (Subaru is in for a new clutch, and while the mechanics we use are good & pretty cheap, they do take a really long time to finish things). Usually this is not a problem as we have another, crappier car that stands in when the Sub isn't feeling well, but now the Nissan will not start. One of the battery terminals is not performing its duty. So we have jumped it a few times off of extra batteries that we have, but this didn't work yesterday. I think all the spares were dead as well.
So, no motoring for us. Which is okay with us, because it is still ridiculously cold. The only problem is the lack of groceries in the house. The HVAC guys were here all week, and are almost finished, but during the course of installing ducts, they had to move a bunch of stuff in kitchen into a big pile. So last night, Drew & I put everything back in its place, and I tried to make dinner. And got more and more frustrated as the things that i wanted to make were revealed as impossible due to lack of ingredients. But I scraped together some salmon, rice, and frozen green bean cocktail. And we walked to the convenience store for chocolate :)
Today, the lack of groceries is more pressing. Luckily, my friend Marguerite called me this morning & invited me to accompany her to Walmart. So I can pick up some much needed food. And gossip about a particular individual whom neither of us like, but who we are both forced to interact with at intervals. I know, I shouldn't gossip about people, but .... oh well. I'm getting a little tired of this person coming over to my house, drinking all of our beer, complaining about how no-one talks to her (ummm, I do, and I've been trying to find topics of interest to both of us, but she doesn't work, I don't think she reads, and she seems to miss social cues that most other people have learned how to be polite around), or how we make her feel stupid. There are other things too, which place her firmly in the bipolar group for me, but I won't go into it. Suffice it to say, even when I try to see her good points, she usually manages to annoy me to the point where I don't want to see her again for a long time. Which stinks, because she is married to a good friend of ours, who we want to see more often. Unfortunately, I end up having to baby-sit her every time they come over, so that Drew & his friend can talk about computers until they're both too wound up to sleep.
So, I'll enjoy the time with Marguerite today (we don't just gossip, we talk about other things too).
I had to laugh last night, because I think Drew & I are turning into old people. We were invited to a party last night, but instead we were in bed at 10 pm. I had to check the clock beforehand, because I was pretty sure it was only 9. But we made it to 10 pm, a perfectly respectable bedtime for a saturday night, right?





