falling, falling

it’s september in the lovely capital, and it’s still in the mid-90s. i’m ready for fall, people! so to hasten it, i’m still chugging forth on my back-to-school u-neck vest (wow! hyphens!) and am about 2/3 of the way through the body. pictures would be dull, so there are none.

the pei lo mein is getting settled, and when we were leaving a grocery store today i had a completely great one-liner blog post to put up, but have completely forgotten it. panda, do you remember what it was?

in helping her procure a mattress upon which to sleep, i rolled in beds where many have rolled before. that’s actually pretty gross and i feel more than a little skeeved out about that, having just typed that. and one mattress store went so far as to advertise that you will be sleep-free until 2010 (or that 2010 will be sleep-free year). either way, the sign made me giggle at first glance. she did not purchase this store’s mattresses. partially because that’s a less than ringing endorsement and mostly because it was pricey.

the pants is a funny pants who utters sentences like “YOU ARE A RABBIT” not hoping for a response, or even acknowledgement which makes me happy. therefore i bought a pizza pan in which to bake him homemade pizza… mmm… pizza.

for the past year, the bloggobug has been limited and it continues – so my posts are going to be knitting related, sarcastic, cop-out, or just plain boring like this one.

p.s. i sort of wish i lived in boston. for many reasons, but right now i refer to this place.


7 responses to “falling, falling

  1. I think you lost me after the 2nd paragraph…

  2. alas, cassie, i lost me too…

  3. i got it just fine. then again, i speak pants.


  4. may i ask why you call him pants? or have you covered that already and i just missed it like i missed the day of school where the teacher went over when to use whom or who and to this day i cannot get it right.

  5. his pants because he brings the sexy back…

    * and he has fleas

  6. vicstah’s not quite on the mark there…

    crystal, he’s called the pants so that he can have the illusion of wearing the pants. even if in name only. :)

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