Getting Better

Another grammar-mangler contacted me through match.com, but at least this guy had a vocabulary. He said I was ravishing. Yeah, he probably says that to all the profiles, but I still enjoyed hearing it. He's in Colorado, anyway, so that will never work out. Better yet, I have another email in my box, this one from a night owl up surfing for chicks at 2 AM. I'm going to wait until tomorrow to read it. I want to sleep with wonderful possibilities in my mind.

Wallpaper is a bust -- I ran out and had to order another roll. I knew three rolls wasn't allowing for enough experimentation, and I was right. Now I have to wait about a week before I can finish this project.

That gives me more time to work on my classroom mural project. After talking with Mom I made a few changes. She suggested working with bed linens instead of canvas, which saves me quite a bit as an inexpensive drop cloth is about $16, but a used twin sheet is only $2.00 at a thrift store. I already have a bunch of fabric dyes and paints, too, so I don't have to ask the school to buy acrylics for me. Plus the sheet will be easier to store than a canvas.

I'm going to work on a proof-of-concept pillowcase tonight, right after I make it through the Stalingrad level in Call of Duty. I can't believe how breathtaking the intro charge up the hillside is. Almost makes me wish I taught history classes, just so I'd have an excuse to share it.