A little of this and a little of that
Posted on July 9th, 2009 by Corrin
I’m at a loss for words lately. Even at home, I feel like I’ve been sort of quiet lately. I have topics rolling around in my head, but I don’t have more than a sentence or two to say about any of them, hence the dreaded bulleted list. Although, I don’t know why people hate bulleted lists – they are organized, concise, and visually appealing…
- Our car got keyed yesterday. The one that’s for sale. I use the term “keyed” loosely, because whatever they used wasn’t sharp enough to scratch through the paint, but it was sharp enough to leave big scuff marks all the way down the drivers side. It upsets me enough that we live near people that don’t respect their own property but now they are damaging ours for no good reason and it’s infuriating. Luckily, we were able to buff most of the damage out and we have someone coming to look at the car tonight.
- I felt obligated to make a donation to get environmental plates for the Prius. Add that to listening to NPR, using recyclable shopping bags, and voting democrat and I think we’re officially crunchy. Although Mike did throw trash out the widow of the Prius on the highway last week. Oh, don’t act shocked! I’m sure you’ve thrown a straw wrapper or two out the window in your day.
- I just finished reading Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides (He also wrote The Virgin Suicides – which I love.) and it’s the best book I’ve read in a very long time…and it’s about a hermaphrodite, which strangely intrigues me. I mean, her/his grandparents are siblings and her/his parents are cousins – of course she/he has balls. It’s so well written that I find myself forgetting that it’s fiction. It won a Pulitzer Prize – you should read it.
- And finally, pictures from our trip to the Henry Ford Museum. Mike is noticeably absent from the photos because he didn’t shave and looked like a homeless man so he refused to have his picture taken.
I want the camper van. If I led a carefree life, that’s where I would be. I want to go back and be a road hippie.
I know what you mean about loss of words…i have that situation also with time. Always a bunch of thoughts – but no time to concentrate on putting them together.
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Hehe, I’m there with you on the crunchy thing. I feel guilty throwing stuff away now and I listen to podcasts of NPR and MSNBC at work.
And people just suck. I bought a new car last year (a cute orange Honda Fit, yay for great gas milage!) and every time I wash it I find a new dent or scratch from something hitting it.
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Hey, Corrin!
Great pictures! Seems like HF has done a lot of updating. My fave pix of all is you in the hot dog. Cute!!! Did you get to see the other part, the buildings? Haven’t been to the museum in many years. I’d love to go back some time. Thanks for sharing the pix…and I loved bulletted lists, too.
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Hi, Cindy. We actually got the museum late because Mike had a rough nit at work and then we didn’t factor in the time difference, so we only had two hours till closing! We were going to stay the night and go to the Village the next day, but we decided to save the money and head home. It was really interesting – I went because Mike wanted to go and ended up really having a good time. The boys would love it!
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Great pics, dear!
Very excited to read “Middlesex” now.
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People are just crude and rude to keying your car that way! that’s just grrrrrrr….
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Not to worry, all that karma will comeback and byte someone. All you have to do is sit back and watch!
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Hard to believe you would be at a loss for words!
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Nice blog, but the fact your husband (or BF) threw trash out the window in your car INFURIATES me — and NO, I have NEVER littered from a car (or any other place) — even a straw wrapper — in my life. You should be ashamed about that and not just laugh it off.
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Oh, Ben. I’ve thrown worse out the window than a straw wrapper – but I wouldn’t want you to have a heart attack.
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