Listening to: A Love Like Ours - Streisand
Reading: Summer Sisters (fell asleep, so only managed 20 pages)
Weather: 78 and sunny
Trivia: Henry Ford produced the model T only in black because the black paint available at the time was the fastest to dry.
Cool word: mofette [n. moh-FET]
A hole in the ground from which gases emerge is a mofette. Usually, the word refers to holes that release carbon dioxide, possibly combined with smelly gases like hydrogen sulfide. The gas that emerges from the hole is also called mofette. Mofettes typically
form in the last stages of volcanic action. Most mofettes have a musty, dank, moldy smell. In Italian, there is muffa (mold) and its diminutive, moffetta, which migrated into French
and then English to describe smelly gaseous exhalations. More recently, the word was applied to the geological source of such gases.
Collapsing
I am absolutely ready to collapse.
I sat down to watch "Rosie" when I got home from school and found myself starting to fall asleep. I had to shake myself awake and get moving as I’d promised Dee that I’d meet her for dinner at five.
We went to an Indian restaurant tonight. We don‘t do Indian food very often, as a little goes a long way. I’m not a big curry fan, but every once in a while it’s a nice change. The dinner was huge, starting with hot coconut soup (it’s really good) and ending with ginger ice cream. There are several courses in between. There is a mixed grill that is like an Indian version of fajitas. It’s served on a sizzling platter that has lettuce, onion, lamb, tandoori chicken and a piece of beef. I know it sounds like a lot but there’s just one piece of each. Then I had shrimp vindaloo, which is shrimp in some type of red sauce that you eat over rice. It can be spicy or mild, so I have them tone it down.
It’s a huge amount of food, so I couldn’t eat it all, but it’s not the kind of stuff you take in a doggie bag either. I think the waiter was hurt that we didn’t want to take it with us.
As much as I enjoy going out with Dee, we spend too much time moaning and groaning about school and chorus. And she starts repeating things she’s already told me. It’s getting to be a bit boring.
We need to broaden our horizons.
I’m a little bugged with her right now. We are supposedly co-chairs for the show, but I can’t think of anything she’s done yet. I’ve hired the talent, ordered the backdrop, figured out the decorations, and she’s attended the meetings. I asked her to write out the contract for the talent, and she handed me the envelope last night. Nothing done. She didn’t have time.
And I do????
She could at least do ONE thing for this show.
I’m biting my tongue though. I figure I’m so tired right now that I might over-react and say something I’ll regret.
Which is stupid, because what I do is suck it up and do it all myself. Not good. I make more work for myself.
There is a stamp show tomorrow that I can’t decide if I want to go to or not. I don’t need a damn thing, and I know I’ll spend money on things I could do without. But I love stamp shows. It is supposed to rain, so that might deter me, as it’s a bit of a drive on a highway that I hate.
I guess it will depend on what time I get up and how I feel when I do.
After dinner I went to the craft store and to Barnes and Noble. Barnes and Noble was to get the new Streisand CD, which just gushes with love. It gives me hope that maybe I’ll find someone someday, that age is no barrier.
The craft store had a coupon for 40% off any one item. And what did I want? I kit to make a sock monkey. I don’t know why I want this thing, but I wanted a sock monkey. My sewing machine is dead, so I’m going to have to make this by hand.
But I wanted a sock monkey. I may go back today, as I think I want a sock kitty too.
I’m regressing.
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