Yesterday was a weekend day that felt a little like a weekday; I had to get up a little early to get over to Ypsi for some HFH house painting. There, I was reminded of something - I'm bad at painting. Not sure why this is, but I just have a natural dis-knack for painting. In the evening, as if we were in the movie "Old School," we took a pre-planned trip to IKEA for a few wedding supplies and a frozen yogurt cone. We also found out that if you pile 42 of virtually the same thing onto a flat cart in the mercantile at IKEA, people will stare. They just don't know what to do with this... pile your van high with kid's furniture and drive down the road grasping a mattress that is lashed to the roof with binder twine, no problem, but buy three dozen vases and you're a real weirdo.
Friday night was Follies. The live musical performances were taken up a notch, with some very impressive vocal stylings, and the video clips were funny as ever, but I missed the live action sketches, which really only existed in the form of Steve Spaulding's "Harlequin Cases." Nonetheless, we laughed pretty hard and enjoyed a little self-deprecating humor.
Today, not a lot going on... what a relief. We took care of various and sundry wedding details, spring break details, end-of-school details. I also made some soup and read Friday's WSJ, played with Ollie, and it was great.
Sunday, February 11, 2007