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Jun. 28th, 2002 11:22 amGot home last night just ahead of the storm to find my husband waiting out in the rain for me with an umbrella.
I really do love him something terrible.
Since I just couldn't pass up grabbing Paula Volsky's The Grand Ellipse on the way home (Borders is right off the highway and it sings to me) I got a thorough scolding for being silly and staying out when there was a massive storm on the way.
Getting home was a torture test; ominous clouds creeping in from the west, and traffic jammed north to south because a portion of highway was closed, possibly from an earlier storm. A forty-minute trip took more like 1.5 hours, plus Borders time.
While we were listening to the storm play out in the TV room, we heard crackles and booms that sounded suspiciously like fireworks. Hubby and I went into the kitchen, and indeed, it was Fourth of July across the street. We felt just terrible, because these shows are often on timed fuses and it seemed that something had set the local town's Fourth of July fireworks display off, whether it was a lightning strike or a short circuit. So we enjoyed the show, but it was so sad to think that their expensive and carefully-planned show wouldn't be available on the right day.
Finished the top edges of the cotehardie; still have to put in the grommets and eyelets, and then hem the sleeves and the bottom of the skirt. And finish the insides of the sleeves... *groan*
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ssilverfish, I picked up a copy of "Steering the Craft." Gonna have to put that one under the bed until after the thesis, but it's very tempting.
I really do love him something terrible.
Since I just couldn't pass up grabbing Paula Volsky's The Grand Ellipse on the way home (Borders is right off the highway and it sings to me) I got a thorough scolding for being silly and staying out when there was a massive storm on the way.
Getting home was a torture test; ominous clouds creeping in from the west, and traffic jammed north to south because a portion of highway was closed, possibly from an earlier storm. A forty-minute trip took more like 1.5 hours, plus Borders time.
While we were listening to the storm play out in the TV room, we heard crackles and booms that sounded suspiciously like fireworks. Hubby and I went into the kitchen, and indeed, it was Fourth of July across the street. We felt just terrible, because these shows are often on timed fuses and it seemed that something had set the local town's Fourth of July fireworks display off, whether it was a lightning strike or a short circuit. So we enjoyed the show, but it was so sad to think that their expensive and carefully-planned show wouldn't be available on the right day.
Finished the top edges of the cotehardie; still have to put in the grommets and eyelets, and then hem the sleeves and the bottom of the skirt. And finish the insides of the sleeves... *groan*
Ah and
ssilverfish, I picked up a copy of "Steering the Craft." Gonna have to put that one under the bed until after the thesis, but it's very tempting.
