Stuff

What the burning bushes will look like in a month or so.  

Drumming my fingers on the table, urging Isaac to lean this way a bit as he travels north out of Louisiana and Mississippi.  We need rain badly, and this is a wonderful opportunity. Yesterday it looked like it would run right on top of us, but today, it seems to be headed to the Plains.  Drat. Hoping the sweep of clouds will be wide enough to get here as well.  The forecast says so; we'll see.

Being hit with that darned depression this week.  Double drat.  Maybe the dark cloud that's following me around will inspire some rain.  Sort of my personal Indian rain dance.

I had the idea of re-arranging the living room while the kids are at my mom's this afternoon.  The boys brought us home 6 matching chairs that were from the restaurant where they work.  They got new ones, and several employees got the (in very good shape) rejects.  They're in perfect shape, but as Gary and I said to each other privately---they match.  We've never had anything that matches in this house, having more of an unintentional shabby chic/country look, that seems to work.  To have dining room chairs that look good will be odd.  We're of the chipped paint sort.  His first words after looking at them (being a woodworking snob) was, "But they're golden oak!"  I'm thinking they'll be sanded down a bit and given a rubbed-through black finish.  Gary can't stand anything that's oak.  In projects for clients he'll do whatever he can to steer them to another wood. He's so funny.

Anyway,  I've got about an hour and a half before I have to fetch the offspring.  Will pick up something for dinner on the way.  My budget is $10 and we'll see what that provides.

Take care.