Archive for May 11, 2007

For Mother’s Day – Mom, don’t read this!

May 11, 2007 · Filed under beads, meds, shopping

I Love My Mom pajamas I ordered my mom a pair of pajamas from Pajamagram.com for arrival tomorrow. They have really nice stuff, and most of it comes in plus sizes, too. I’m going to probably make her a pair of earrings and mail them today – I still haven’t bought her a card (bad daughter!) or one for my MIL either. After I go to my session, I’ll go down to The Westchester to the Hallmark store and pick out something nice for both of them. If there’s anything left. Nothing like waiting ’til the last fucking second, right?

I finally called Dr. Weiser, the consulting psychiatrist, and he called back to set an appointment, next Friday at 10 am. $350 for an hour. Jesus H. Christ.

My friend, Liz, is being induced today with her second baby girl. Here’s sending lots of mental lemonade to you, and hoping you finally get that spicy tuna roll you’ve been craving! I wonder if they’ve picked out a name yet…

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Shopping…

May 11, 2007 · Filed under G, Life in Peekskill, cats, gardening, grill, pampering, shopping

Prison mower We bought the grill. Oh. My. Dear. It is going to be huge. It’s being delivered in about a week, I think next Friday. It is gorgeous, and going to last for a very long time. This is the last year that they’re making them in the US/Canada, next year they’re going to be made overseas (China?). It comes with a cover, and a pull-out tray for the propane tank (“My name’s Hank Hill and I sell propane.”) and a warming tray. Plus it has like 600 square inches of cooking space. G’s so excited. He bought a reel lawnmower (also called a prison mower) and cut the grass. When we came home I noticed and was so impressed! We need to get a weed whacker for the dandelions and stuff. I think some Liquid Weed-B-Gon too.

New nails I got my nails done Tuesday, too. At apparently the only nail salon in Peekskill. Srsly, in Harrison, you couldn’t swing a dead Republican without hitting a nail salon. Here, only one. I felt so pampered. They did my nails a little too thick, and a little too square, but I’ll fix that easy enough. Got my toes done too, in a color to match my flip-flops. Exactly. “Whore Pink,” I think my mom calls it. Yeah, that’s right. Got my eyebrows done too, but “Nancy” screwed up a little bit and I have tiny marks on my eyelids. Ow. I think the wax was too hot. She didn’t blow on it. Have to train them up a tiny bit. Toes to match

We installed another a/c unit in G’s office. We’ve got it running in the bedroom (the bedroom is down to 68˚, the rest of the upstairs is at a balmy 78˚) and he wants to lock the cats out for the night. I think it’s going to be a howling nightmare when they want to get in to be with us. He says they’ll be fine, and we’ll install a cat door in the bedroom door tomorrow. We’ll see.

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