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[theinevitable]

Twinings, Irish breakfast tea. It is really good.

[jay-ell]

As teas go, I prefer mint blends. Bigelow makes a good one.

[side_show]

I'm a major tea dork.  I have about seven teas on my desk here at the office and more than I can count at home.  Most are loose leaf teas.  I also have a lot of different steeping equipment.  Right now I am drinking an herbal - Aveda's Calming Tea, which is very nice.

[wombat]

I also have more teas than I can count, although about four of them are the ones I drink every day. One is the one that Nabu sent me for secret santa one year. Basically two black Indian teas, green jasmine, and a plain gingerroot tea with nothing else in it. And sometimes Morrocan mint - that green tea/mint blend. The jasmine is tea bags - Ten Ren brand. It's really good. The black teas are loose. I am a total snob about black tea in bags.

[jay-ell]

Old Navy is having a sale. I spent 2 hours in the store with Chaos Girl. Eight t-shirts, six pairs of shorts, a new swimsuit, and two pairs of what passes for jeans on her (size 12 capris), plus a long-sleeved striped henley and two pairs of jeans for me, all for $165. Not too shabby.

Plus, we got to do the Fitting Room Dance. This is how you see if pants fit a kid: make them reach up to the sky, down to touch their toes, and wiggle their hips all around. If the pants are still where they should be after that, they fit. We do our dance to music, which I provide by singing "Dance, Magic Pants" a la David Bowie. You know the tune.

We got some strange looks. Maybe we should have kept our Dance Magic Pants in the dressing room instead of going out to where the big mirrors were. Ah, well.

[theinevitable]

Today, I tried on some clothes and none of them fit me. I am scrawny with long arms and a slowly growing stomach. No store in America makes dress shoes that I like. I have spent probably 3 weeks looking for shoes. NO MORE. Zappos.com it is.

At lunch I was sitting and reading a book while I ate. My coworker walked by and said "Sup, Brains? Still smart?" Apparently "still trying" was a good answer. I think this was my favorite verbal exchange... ever.

This weekend I am going to Mardi Gras. The parade route is 2 miles or so from my house, so a bunch of us are going to pre-game and then walk there. I plan to get Judy drunk instead of InEv drunk.
... later that day, I hang out with my GF's parents.

[theinevitable]

Today, I am writing an email to my friend asking if we can meet and talk about how he got to where he is (head of a cool Historic Preservation research organization in the city). Looking at his bio on their website, it looks like he graduated from college with an unrelated degree and got involved with things as an amateur before having professional experience. Cool.

...unfortunately (for my stupid anxiety, not for any real reason) my friend emailed him yesterday and asked if he is looking for interns, and mentioned "Dan _____ is a friend of mine and has told me about all the cool stuff you do." So now I feel like I'm bombarding him.

In preparation for mardi gras, tonight my old roommate is coming over and we are doing Mardi Brats. Polish Bratwursts from this weird old Polish Sausage place, beer, spicy mustard. I guess we have to have Paczki too, right?

[jay-ell]

Today I'm gonna walk through Toys R Us and see an attractive, late-twentysomething guy wearing nurse's scrubs and pushing a shopping cart with a sweet-looking little boy in the seat. I actually went a little weak in the knees for a moment. I had been walking briskly to the checkout counter with my purchase in hand, and I stopped in my tracks, mesmerized by this beautiful specimen of masculine sensitivity.

Holy hell, it was sexy. Which surprises me, because while I have long found male nurses to be the epoch of hotness, I didn't realize that adding a toddler to the mix would have such an impact.

Wonder if he cooks?

[Nabubrush]

Don't do it! It seems like all kinds of fun until you get into it, and then it's a huge pain in the ass!

(Actually, it's mostly awesome.)

[AugustWest]

Today, I am writing an email to my friend asking if we can meet and talk about how he got to where he is (head of a cool Historic Preservation research organization in the city). Looking at his bio on their website, it looks like he graduated from college with an unrelated degree and got involved with things as an amateur before having professional experience. Cool.

...unfortunately (for my stupid anxiety, not for any real reason) my friend emailed him yesterday and asked if he is looking for interns, and mentioned "Dan _____ is a friend of mine and has told me about all the cool stuff you do." So now I feel like I'm bombarding him.

In preparation for mardi gras, tonight my old roommate is coming over and we are doing Mardi Brats. Polish Bratwursts from this weird old Polish Sausage place, beer, spicy mustard. I guess we have to have Paczki too, right?

Do you have any interest in doing actual restoration construction work?

[theinevitable]

I would definitely be interested. A guy I know keeps saying I can come help him fix up his house some time, so I can learn some stuff, but he never answers my calls. He is kind of an asshole.

I spent a huge amount of my day yesterday reading my friend's blog, and now I am just really sad. Looking at the history of this city, it's almost like we WANTED it to fail. Jeez. Also: horrific institutional racism.

[side_show]

Woo it's a long weekend here in Canada, and I started thing off yesterday with super happy fun time babysitting my super cute nephew followed by a visit to the liquor store to stock up.  Today I slept late then got up and made a quiche without a recipe (which I'm pretty proud of) that is resting right now. After eating I'm gonna take the pupster to the off leash park for a cute little run around.  Later still, I'm thinking of hitting up a look-a-like contest for the guy our day off is named after.

[theinevitable]

My friends are like 3 hours late to get to my house to drink before Mardi Gras. We are pretty pissed off.

[CortJstr]

Woo it's a long weekend here in Canada, and I stared thing off yesterday with super happy fun time babysitting my super cute nephew followed by a visit to the liquor store to stock up.  Today I slept late then got up and made a quiche without a recipe (which I'm pretty proud of) that is resting right now. After eating I'm gonna take the pupster to the off leash park for a cute little run around.  Later still, I'm thinking of hitting up a look-a-like contest for the guy our day off is named after.

It's not a long weekend for me but we are having some people over and are making 3 kinds of quiche. I'm using Alton's "Refrigerator Pie" recipe for the actual royale but we're making up the fillings. We have Peruvian roast chicken, chipotles with adobe, and taco cheese in one. Another will have bacon and the third be vegetarian.

[Nabubrush]

My friends are like 3 hours late to get to my house to drink before Mardi Gras. We are pretty pissed off.

Eh, you'll turn it around.