The Mook cell phones are disconnected until Friday or Monday, so we’ll be even harder than usual to reach. You can try the house phone (which is a fax line) or just drive on out.

A surprizing bennie of being a PPC skinner: I got a piece of free software sent to me today! Free, I tell you!

Spb is looking for people to compete in their skinning contest, so apparently they spammed a few skinners from Wincustomize and gave us free copies of their software so we could make skins! How cool is that?

It’s, like, the coolest thing ever, that’s how cool!

Yesterday, I took my husband to see the midwife.

No – he’s not pregnant! But he did have a big cyst behind his ear, and she removed it for him. She’s so cool! If he’d gone to a ‘real’ doctor, it would have cost ~$300, wasted a lot of time, and the removal procedure itself would have occurred in a stinky hospital or clinic.
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I’m going to a Benedictine nunnery in Kansas this weekend. On purpose! With Tahmi and Anna! And I’m gonna rest, and enjoy the quiet, and meditate, and pray, and go to church four times a day, and eat little old lady food in the cafeteria, and in general have a rockin’ time.

(Is it strange that I call visiting a nunnery a “rockin’ time,” and would, without batting an eye, call something like living out of a station wagon and spending three days on hard drugs a “rockin’ time”? Snort! This is the contradiction that is the Mushlette! Behold my complexity!)

I’ve been cleaning house like a mad woman since 8 o’clock this morning, now I’m online uploading pics of my latest knitting project, and fixing the bid/quote sheet on prairieagcoop’s site.

Next: the dishes, packing, a shower, and a trip to Atchison. Whee!

…Would it be tacky of me to mention, in passing, that my adorable hubby and I went to bed at 7:30 last night, and stayed there until we got up for a water/cig break at 9:45, nudge nudge wink wink? Whoopee! I LOVE MAKING UP!!!

I got the Jeep back yesterday. The battery was stone cold dead, so I had the guy put the charger on it. It started, but then the fan cowl wasn’t properly affixed so everything was rattling until it was screwed down.

It overheated on the drive home. Coolant on the ground, steam escaping around the hood.

Jeep = Not Fixed.

Back to the shop.

Brett said he put nearly a gallon of water in it this morning before I drove it back to Irvin’s. It didn’t overheat on the morning commute, but we dropped it off anyway ’cause clearly it’s not fixed yet. Sigh.

At least Brett’s truck is running well.
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Weekend blowouts, vehicles that don’t run, and the left tonsil from hell: a weekend in the life of the Mushlette. Argh!

Brett and I had our annual blowout last weekend. If you’ve been reading this blog for any while, you already know the topic. If you haven’t, here’s a brief synopis:

Generally, I do my contributions to the household, he does his, we laugh and talk and have fun and enjoy a really great marriage. Then we both stop, and it gets weird and nasty. Then we talk about it and feel better. Rinse and repeat.

The fight’s always the same: he gets mad ’cause I’m slacking on my duties, and during The Talk finds out that I’m slacking because he hasn’t accomplished any of the things I’ve asked for in the past 3/6/9/12 months. Then he feels as much the asshole as I do, and from there we realize we really love each other, and it’s actually horribly theraputic and wonderful and against my every intention is teaching me how to communicate with an actual male-type person.
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I am forced to agree: .frank does start a damn good thread. Five pages and counting!

Behold his first long-thread triumph: the infamous poetry thread.

A really good way to feel cute is to rearrange your bedroom.

I did it last weekend, and every night since walking into my bedroom to go to bed has been lovlier than it was before! Hooray!

Sweeping a year’s worth of gunk – dust and dog hair and an empty icee cup – out from under the bed probably helps, too.

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All I really care about, web site-wise, is the knitting blog. I love that thing. Truly.

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I still haven’t really looked at the Jeep. I think the plan is to let it sit until next week, then fill it full of radiator fluid and drive it to Irvin’s and let him try to deal with it. Being wheelless sucks, rather.

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It’s chillier than I expected it to be today. I wish I’d worn socks. And maybe a sweater.

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Did I mention that I finished prairieagcoop.com? Yay!

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Chevelle-less Matt stopped out last night, and he and Brett had a few beers and talked. Chevelle-less Matt has a nice new late model truck; he offered to let me drive it, but I explained I try to only drive vehicles that are shorter than me.

Anna came out last night, too, and I took digital pics of all of her knitting stuff. It was really fun. She’s a doll. We both agreed that knitting is better when you can post about it on the Internet, since husbands typically don’t give flying fuck about one’s knitting triumphs… even if the item is for them!

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We still need to buy peahens! Ack!

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We still need to find Gomez and get money from him! Ack!

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In March I called two places and paid them with my check card Mastercard: the propane place, and Access Energy.

The propane guy told me the payment was denied, so I called my bank.

They said the money was in there, and the CC payment should go through just fine.

Turns out neither of the CC payments I made that day went through – neither has cleared the bank. And there was a disco notice from Access Energy on my door when I got home last night! Damn bank anyway; there was $600+ in my account that day! The teller told me so!

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I’m going out to lunch with Joe today; I’m waiting for him to call me back and come pick me up. Yay, Joe!

I really want to redesign this site, but I haven’t got the time! Argh!

I think the whole problem with this era is the people in it.

Seriously.

No discipline, no restraint, no one knows how to listen or be compassionate. Everyone’s convinced that her way is the only way, and that other ways are wrong.

People say things like, “This beheading is a good act because the Iraqis have been oppressed and whoever is oppressed should defend themselves. As a Muslim I support this act,” and they mean it.

‘An eye for an eye’ is the slogan of a weak creature, one who is ignorant. All pain is answered; repaying pain with pain will always and forever fail to create anything other than more pain.
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